Law lay sprawled on the cold stone of the bridge, the view of Green Bit now a blurred canvas of vivid colors tainted by his pain. Blood seeped from multiple wounds, but it was the stab of Doflamingo's strings that rendered him helpless. Strands of razor-thin threads had penetrated his legs, rendering him immobile, the pressure of each movement sending jolts of agony through his body.

He could hardly move, each labored breath a struggle against the mounting haze of pain that threatened to pull him under. Above him, Doflamingo loomed with a smirk plastered across his face, the very embodiment of sadistic glee. "You should have known better, Law," he taunted, his voice dripping with malice. "Did you really think you could take me on and come out of it unscathed? Pathetic."

Law attempted to move, to get up and wipe that smirk off of the Warlord's face. But every movement of his legs sent lightning bolts of pain throughout his body. The pirate captain's mind raced, desperate for a way out. He wanted to fight back, to retaliate with all the strength he could muster, but it was as if the world around him had blurred, the pain dulling his once-focused thoughts.

"Any last words?" Doflamingo leaned in closer, his face reflecting satisfaction and malice. However, in the silence enveloping the bridge, the ring of a transponder snail shattered the tension. Doflamingo's smirk faltered as he glanced at the creature in his pocket, the interruption catching him off guard.

"Ugh, what now?" he growled.

As Doflamingo swiped at the transponder snail with irritation, you, who had been watching from the shadows, seized your chance. With Doflamingo shouting into the snail, you darted into the open, rushing towards Law.

You knelt beside him, feeling Law's legs trembling from the tiny bleeding wounds. You grasped Law's torso and lifted him from the ground. Law's body felt alarmingly light, every slight movement eliciting soft pained grunts from him.

"Go… now," he gasped between gritted teeth. You didn't need to be told twice.