The skies above Egghead Island were painted with the fiery hues of the setting sun, casting an ominous glow over the battlefield. The remnants of Vegapunk's laboratory laid in ruins, smoke curling from the twisted wreckage. The air was thick with the acrid scent of burnt metal and ozone, a testament to the fierce clashes that had erupted throughout the day.

There you stood amidst the chaos, your chest heaving from the exertion of the fight. Your clothes were torn and singed, evidence of the brutal encounters you had faced earlier against Nusjuro. But at your side was also Nico Robin, her expression surprisingly calm and resolute despite the mayhem surrounding you both. Her eyes, sharp and focused, scanned the area for any threats, her knowledge and experience as an archeologist and a fighter making her an invaluable ally.

— Are you holding up alright? She asked, her tone carried a hint of concern.

— If you must, start retreating out of here. You could die very soon.

Though, she did offer a small smile, a rare but genuine expression that gave you a slight boost of confidence. And at that same time, just as she finished speaking, a figure emerged from the shadows of the rubble. Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro once again, a towering menace with a sinister grin, stepped forward. His dark cloak billowed in the wind, and his eyes gleamed with a malevolent light.

— We don't have much time yet. Robin spoke with more urgency.

— If you're going to stay down for longer, then stay behind me. She instructed.