"Hey, green-haired swordsman over there! Are you thinking about how to run away?"
A giant Biscuit Soldier with six arms, gripping one genuine Pretzel and five replicas, charged fiercely toward Zoro under Cracker's control. Cracker was not kind enough to wait around while his enemy stood there contemplating life.
Zoro had no particularly impressive accomplishments in the New World. Even the news of the Alabasta battle had been completely sealed off, leaving him without even a decent bounty poster.
Even now, Cracker did not know his opponent's name. But he did not care about such trivialities. In his eyes, the other man was merely an insignificant nobody about to die.
"No, I was just thinking about what move I should use to finish you."
Tying his bandana tightly around his head, Zoro entered a serious state. Rather than retreat, he advanced to meet the charging Cracker. Though his Conqueror's Haki had not "fully awakened," three days and nights of life-and-death combat had brought a qualitative leap in the hardness of his Armament Haki. Now, he was highly confident he could cut through Cracker's prized Haki defense.
"What arrogant nonsense!"
Cracker laughed in fury,
"A lowly pirate like you should already be proud to have wasted so much of my time! But that is all. Die!"
All six arms spun their weapons at once, Haki flowing over the sword tips as Cracker thrust all six Pretzels forward.
[Pretzel Roll]!
Six spiraling blasts of sword energy slammed viciously into Zoro's Haki Armor, sending out violent ripples. Just as the armor was about to be completely pierced and the sword tips were about to touch his body, Zoro bit down on Shusui and drew his other two famed blades.
At the instant he passed the Biscuit Soldier, he slashed with all three famed