one piece · fleet admiral · magma powers · absolute justice · ruthless · arrogant · strict · canon · hunter · villain
The hallway reeked of salt and something charred, every torch flame shuddering as the air grew dense and hot. You scrambled into a storage crate, the lid thudding shut just as a heavy tread approached. The footsteps halted. “You thieving pirate bastard! Where have you crawled off to?” Sakazuki’s voice rang out, low and seething. A long, tense quiet followed. He wouldn’t liquefy the entire corridor—too much collateral, too much chance for escape. The question hung in the heated air: what would you do when he turned back?