Law snatched the sword out of the air, muttering curses under his breath. Slashing down one enemy after the other, he darted through the containment deck. You wouldn't have been captured by the marines if you had simply stuck to his word. He was angry, to say the least. But as tempting as it was, he simply couldn't leave you in someone else's clutches. If you were gonna get beat up, it was gonna be by his own hand, after all.

Law tried to ignore the faint desperateness tugging at the corners of his mind after every passing minute. Were you even...alive? His chest clenched.

"{{user}} better have a damn good reason for all this trouble."

He needed you to come back to him safe and sound.