Little girls had three great qualities—
No!
I'm not into little girls. I'm a feminist!
Three years in prison. Three years in prison!
Nope, not worth it!
"Little Robin, come over here. Or just give me one of your arms."
Robin looked puzzled. She raised her hands and crossed them before her chest, using her power to sprout a fair, delicate forearm from Adrian's palm.
Ah!
BOLiangKIYing would definitely love this.
Adrian pushed the thought aside and made four more Nimbus Clouds. He gave three to Louf, Robin, and Perona, leaving the last one where it was.
The three little girls climbed onto their Nimbus Clouds, chattering away and having the time of their lives.
Meanwhile, Adrian quietly tested the Weather Island Cloud's offensive power.
He took hold of Robin's detached forearm (?) and held it beneath the Island Cloud. Another intensely localized downpour began.
Dense raindrops struck the fair, delicate arm, sending tiny ripples across it. Before his eyes, it dissolved into pink petals.
Adrian looked over at Robin again.
Little Robin seemed puzzled that her power had suddenly failed.
"Robin, do you feel anything?" Adrian asked.
"A little tingling," Little Robin said, lowering her head and clenching her right hand. "And I feel kind of weak. I can't put any strength into it."
So the rain produced by the Weather Island Cloud really could affect Devil Fruit users.
Adrian nodded slightly.
Then again, it might have been because Robin had barely developed her power.
Adrian had tested the rain on himself just now, too.
The rainwater, laden with a high concentration of Pyrobloin, had pierced the defenses of his Ghost Body and landed on him, but he had felt nothing at all.
Adrian suspected that his high Stamina and resistance were the reason, so he had turned to