First Meeting of Mosshead and Curlybrows, Three Brothers Reunite

The public training area lay at the boundary between the male and female crew quarters. It was also a Giant Tribe-sized room, packed with all kinds of training equipment, along with a sparring platform paved with special materials.

When Zoro followed Dawn inside, there were four people in the training area.

On a recliner in the corner, Aramaki, wearing a floral shirt, was asleep, snoring like thunder. On the tea table beside him sat a half-finished glass of wine, amber streaks clinging to the inside of the glass.

In another corner, a raccoon wearing clothes was cracking sunflower seeds. Padong carefully stacked the shells into a little tower, occasionally looking up toward the sparring platform.

In the strength-training area, Drake was doing bench presses. The weight plates on either end of the barbell were terrifyingly large, and the metal bar bent into a dangerous arc every time he pushed it up.

But none of that was Zoro's focus. All his attention was drawn to the two people on the sparring platform.

The entire platform was shrouded in a strange dark substance, which absorbed the impact of the combatants' clashes to prevent damage to the ship. At the center of the darkness, two figures were trading blows at speeds too fast for the naked eye to follow.

The blond man attacked with his legs, every kick carrying scorching heat and leaving fiery afterimages in the air.

The other man, wearing a top hat, blocked with a steel pipe. Sparks from clashing metal flashed briefly in the darkness like blooming night flowers.

"Pause for a moment. Sanji, spar with the newcomer. Sabo, I have something to tell you."

As Dawn's words fell, the battle on the platform abruptly stopped. The dark barrier split down the middle like curtains being drawn apart. Sanji