The roar of battle echoed across Onigashima. Explosions lit up the fortress like fireworks, samurai and pirates clashing everywhere. Deep inside the fiery chaos, a crimson-winged figure sliced through the air—King, Kaido's right-hand man. His sword gleamed under the flames as he looked down at the intruders below.
Zoro stood on a pile of rubble, his green coat torn, his three swords gleaming in the light. His bandana was already tied, meaning he was ready for business. "Oi, you flying freak," he yelled, pointing one sword at King. "Come down here. I'll slice those wings right off your back!"
King smirked behind his mask. "Big words for a swordsman who can barely reach me."
Before Zoro could reply, a voice called from behind him. "You really like yelling before fights, huh?"
Zoro turned, irritated. Yuta was standing there, casually cracking his neck, holding a blade he clearly just stole off some unfortunate Beast Pirate. "What the hell are you doing here?" Zoro snapped. "Go fight someone else. I'm busy."
Yuta shrugged. "Nah, I think I'll stick around. That guy looks interesting. Besides, I've got some energy to burn."
"This isn't a playground! I'm fighting him alone!"
"Too bad. Sharing is caring," Yuta said with a grin.
Zoro's eyebrow twitched. "You're asking for a beating."
Before the argument could go further, King dove down like a flaming meteor, his sword slashing through the ground. Both Yuta and Zoro jumped back as the shockwave blew apart the floor beneath them.
King landed, the ground smoking. "Are you two done flirting, or do I have to kill you first?"
Zoro's face darkened. "You're dead meat."
Yuta smirked. "Let's see which one of us cuts him first."
"Don't copy my lines," Zoro growled.
King shot forward, his blade flaming red. Zoro blocked it with all three swords, sparks flying, while Yuta came from the side with a powerful kick. King blocked that too with his wing, sending Yuta flying back.
"Damn, tough feathers," Yuta muttered, landing on his feet.
Zoro glared. "Stay out of my way!"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Yuta said—and then something strange happened. He placed one hand on his left eye, activating his Sharingan. His other hand bloomed with Hana Hana no Mi arms, each one grabbing one of the spare swords lying around from defeated soldiers.
Zoro's eyes widened. "Oi—what are you doing with those swords!?"
Yuta grinned. "Experimenting."
Within seconds, Yuta's extra arms positioned the swords perfectly—two in his hands, one between his teeth.
Zoro froze. "...You've got to be kidding me."
"Three Sword Style," Yuta said, perfectly mimicking Zoro's stance.
Zoro's vein popped. "I'LL KILL YOU! Stop playing around."
But before he could yell more, King attacked again, this time faster. Yuta and Zoro jumped in at the same time, their swords clashing against King's. The impact sent shockwaves through the air, blowing apart walls and shaking the floor.
Zoro was shocked...
Wado Ichimonji almost slipping from his mouth.
"You copy my style?" Zoro yelled, pushing against King's blade.
"Not my fault you make it look easy," Yuta replied through gritted teeth, his own sword locked against King's.
King kicked them both away with a burst of fire, his wings spreading wide. "You fools. You think teaming up makes you stronger?"
Yuta and Zoro landed side by side. They looked at each other for a second—then both said, "Don't get in my way."
"Stop copying me!" Zoro barked.
"I said it first!"
King sighed. "You two are annoying."
He swooped down again, his sword blazing with heat. Zoro and Yuta both charged at once, their blades flashing. Sparks flew as they met King in midair. Yuta sprouted extra arms from his back to swing more swords, while Zoro's precise slashes cut through King's flames.
King laughed. "This is getting interesting."
Yuta suddenly vanished, appearing above King with an overhead slash. "You're wide open!"
King blocked it easily and kicked Yuta aside. "Too slow!"
But then Zoro was already there, roaring, "Tatsu..!"
"Maki..." Yuta read Zoro's movements before even he completed it.
Whirlwind of slashes tore into King's armor, making him crash into the wall. Smoke rose from his wings as he got back up, growling.
Zoro looked at Yuta with complete disblieve now. How can anyone copy his technique like this which took him years to master.
His eyes inevidably landed on Yuta's strange eyes and felt he's beeing seen through, that he can't hide anything from Yuta.
Zoro cracked his neck. "Tch...annoying."
Yuta nodded. "Ah, so there is a tsundere in you Zoro-San."
"Hell no."
They both charged anyway.
Their blades clashed with King's in a storm of sparks. Yuta's Haki-coated swords met Zoro's, the two moving in perfect unison even though they kept yelling at each other.
"Stop following my rhythm!" Zoro snapped.
"I'm not! You're following mine!" Yuta shot back.
"You're copying my moves!"
"Then stop making them! Go away I can handle this one myself."
"Like I will...!" Zoro shouted.
King let out an exasperated roar. "WILL YOU TWO FOCUS!?"
He swung his sword down with tremendous force, forcing both of them back. Fire erupted from his wings, covering the room in flames.
Zoro cut through the fire with one swing, shouting, "Three Sword Style… Rengoku Oni Giri!"
At the same time, Yuta copied him, twisting into the same move. "Three Sword Style… Yuta Giri!"
"YUTA GIRI!? THAT'S JUST MY MOVE WITH YOUR NAME ON IT!" Zoro shouted mid-swing.
Sharp like teeth immerging out of his anger.
"Trademark issues later!" Yuta yelled back.
Their combined slashes collided with King's defence. The explosion that followed shook the entire fortress.
When the smoke cleared, King was on one knee, his armor shattered. Blood dripped from his mouth. "Damn… you brats…"
Yuta twirled one of his swords and looked at Zoro. "Not bad for teamwork, huh?"
Zoro glared. "I'm still mad."
"Yeah, yeah. You can scold me after we beat the next guy."
"Don't you dare copy my style again!"
"I already named it, too late."
"I'LL CUT YOU FIRST!"
Before their argument could continue, King staggered back to his feet, roaring in fury. His wings spread, and flames burst out again, lighting up the dark hall.
Yuta grinned. "Round two?"
Zoro smirked, drawing all three swords again. "Just don't steal my moves this time."
"Sure sure... Its high time I start using few of my originals moves anyways."
The two leaped at King together—bickering, yelling, but moving in perfect sync—as their blades once again collided with the fire of a Yonko's right hand.
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