That invisible magnetic field was stimulating the two women's survival instincts.
In Lin Xuan's vision, the gauges representing extreme mental pressure were fluctuating wildly.
That was all the potential a living creature squeezed out on the verge of death to stay alive.
Nami's vision had begun to blur. Darkness washed over her eyes, and her lungs hurt as though they were burning.
She wanted to give up, wanted to scream for help, but the fear of death gripped her heart.
I can't die here...
I've only just saved enough money... I've only just seen a little hope...
I want to live!
The will to survive deep within her soul triggered some switch in her body at that moment.
Just as Sanji's fingers were about to touch Nami's shoulder, a surge of energy burst out of the orange-haired girl. It was faint, but incredibly tenacious.
It was not the Armament Haki that could harden the skin.
Lin Xuan pursed his lips, abandoning his mischievous urge to crank the difficulty straight to maximum, and slid his fingertips rapidly across the touchscreen.
"Then let's spice things up for you."
As he operated the controls, the training room's indicator lights instantly changed from a steady warm yellow to a glaring scarlet.
This time, it was not just gravity.
Through the Seastone glass window, Lin Xuan saw what was happening inside.
Smoker, who had still barely been able to stand, suddenly went rigid. He bit clean through the two cigars clenched between his teeth, oblivious even as the embers fell inside his collar.
As though he had seen something horrifying, his pupils contracted sharply. His entire body uncontrollably dissolved into a chaotic cloud of smoke, only for gravity to pin him firmly back to the floor, leaving him twitching in a half-human, half-smoke state.
Zoro