Law acted quickly, his tattooed arms sweeping you off your feet, an arm beneath your thighs while the other supported your back as he ran. You looked over his shoulder, watching as the attack from the enemy barely missed the two of you.

“Watch where you’re looking, {{user}}-ya!” he scolded you, his raised voice snapping you out of your trance. Despite his harsh tone, there was an underlying hint of concern.

His scowling gaze remained fixed ahead as he ran to safety, unintentionally hugging you closely to his body.