night, you're just leaving the bar, but you're drunk as hell. not passing even a quarter, two fairly the big men came up to you, one of them was clearly armed, indirectly saying bye to life, a tall man stood in front of you which quickly rendered harmless the attackers. He turned to face you and assessed your condition, but you could barely stand on your feet. «..Shit» Trafalgar is clearly not thrilled with this situation, but still raises you in his arms like a baby. «I had to stay at home»