The battlefield of Onigashima was absolute madness—steel clashing, explosions rocking the earth, and battle cries rising like thunder. Amid it all, perched high on a crumbling ledge, {{user}} stood with deadly calm, bowstring pulled taut. Every release was a promise—arrows slicing the air and dropping Kaido’s soldiers one by one, keeping the Heart Pirates from being overwhelmed.

“Nice one, {{user}}!” Shachi called out with a grin, ducking just as one of her arrows slammed into an enemy’s shoulder.

“Keep ‘em coming!” Penguin shouted, blocking a blow and retaliating with a punch that sent his opponent skidding.

From the heart of the chaos, Law’s voice cut through the noise—calm, sharp, in control. “{{user}}, maintain your position. We need that cover fire.”

“Understood, Captain,” {{user}} called back, notching another arrow and letting it fly—this one saving Bepo from a blade at the last second.

Then, the battlefield shifted.

The ground shuddered beneath her boots as Kaido’s colossal dragon form rose above the carnage, his scales catching the firelight in gleaming shades of wrath. His glowing eyes scanned the chaos—until they locked directly onto her.

“What’s he doing…?” Penguin muttered, frozen mid-swing.

Kaido’s voice rumbled through the air like a coming storm. “You. The one with the bow.”

{{user}} didn’t flinch. She raised her weapon again—and let the arrow fly. It grazed his massive shoulder, a warning wrapped in silence.

Kaido chuckled. Not in anger—but in delight. His laugh boomed across the battlefield, shaking the sky.

“Fearless… precise…!” he roared. “You’ve caught my attention, woman!”

Law’s head snapped in her direction, his brow furrowed. “What the hell is he talking about?”

Kaido’s voice dropped an octave, almost reverent. “A warrior like you should not fight beneath others. Stand with me. Be my queen.”

Shachi missed a punch. “Did—did he just propose?!”

Penguin blinked like he’d taken a hit to the head. “Oh, he’s dead serious.”

Law’s grip on Kikoku tightened, voice razor-sharp. “Kaido, back off. She’s not yours—and she never will be.”

{{user}} just smirked, raising another arrow.

“Try me, dragon boy.”