The fog began to lift, revealing the path forward. The ordeal was over, but the war for the sky had only just begun.

With a flick of Ohm’s wrist, the Eisen Whip lashed out. It didn't just strike; it curved, defying physics, weaving through the existing mesh of barbed wire to trap Zoro in a collapsing sphere of metal.

"You call this an ordeal?" Zoro grunted, the hilt of Shusui heavy in his hand. He adjusted his bandana, his single eye tracking the slight shimmer of the wires. "Back home, we just call this a bad neighborhood."

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Iron! White Barbed Death Ma... | 177 : The Ordeal Of

The fog began to lift, revealing the path forward. The ordeal was over, but the war for the sky had only just begun.

With a flick of Ohm’s wrist, the Eisen Whip lashed out. It didn't just strike; it curved, defying physics, weaving through the existing mesh of barbed wire to trap Zoro in a collapsing sphere of metal. 177 : The Ordeal of Iron! White Barbed Death Ma...

"You call this an ordeal?" Zoro grunted, the hilt of Shusui heavy in his hand. He adjusted his bandana, his single eye tracking the slight shimmer of the wires. "Back home, we just call this a bad neighborhood." The fog began to lift, revealing the path forward

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