Mihawk looked ahead of him, andrenaline rushing through his veins as his battle against Zoro is about to start.

Fully submerged in anticipation, he failed to notice the figure approaching them, every steps leaving a thud against the ground.

Mihawk turned his head towards the newcomer, almost dropping his sword in the process. Before him stood the person he thought he'd never seen again, one who's claimed dead years ago.

"Impossible."

He whispers, flabbergasted when his amber eyes met yours.