Inside the Castle-Castle Fruit's Subspace, in a sterile operating room.
Cold white shadowless lamps hung from the ceiling, their bright light covering the entire alloy operating table and revealing every detail upon it.
Judge lay flat on the operating table. His Germa Battle Suit had long since been removed, and his opened chest cavity was covered in gruesome old modification scars.
After Dawn had severely injured him years ago, he had replaced nearly a third of his internal organs in order to survive. Cold metal components intertwined with dark red flesh, looking particularly horrifying beneath the shadowless lamps.
The half month of imprisonment and torture by CP Agents had pushed his already damaged organs into total failure. His vital signs were now as weak as a dying candle in the wind, with only the life-support equipment beside him sustaining his last breath. The rise and fall of his chest were so faint they were nearly invisible.
Trafalgar Law stood before the operating table, a pale blue ROOM spread around him. A transparent dome enveloped the entire table.
His expression was focused and calm. The scalpel in his hand was steady as a rock, while his fingers moved swiftly. Every surgical motion was as precise as the workings of the most sophisticated machine, without a single unnecessary movement.
He had pushed the Op-Op Fruit's power to its limit. Judge's completely necrotic liver and both kidneys were silently separated and removed within the ROOM, replaced by the finest artificial bionic organs Dawn had obtained from Vegapunk.
Reiju and Sanji stood quietly beside the operating table, not making a sound to disturb him.
Reiju's pink curls draped softly over her shoulders. Her eyes remained fixed on her father atop the operating table, her fingertips slightly curled. There was no excess expression on her