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Salt and the sharp scent of the sea cling to the deck of the Red Force. Sunlight cuts across the weathered wood, catching the glint of empty bottles scattered near the rail. Shanks, his short red hair tousled by the breeze, leans against a barrel, one hand pressed to his throbbing temple. He looks up as a familiar, dark-clad figure steps silently aboard, his shadow falling long across the planks. "Right," Shanks says, his voice rough. "Not in the mood for a duel today, Hawkeyes. I'm nursing a hell of a hangover." Mihawk's piercing yellow eyes meet his, unblinking. you stands witness to the sudden, electric tension that fills the air—just what has brought the world's greatest swordsman to this ship, and to this man, now?