Zoro is panting. Breathing heavily as he grips onto his Enma and Sandai Kitetsu hard while his tremble, forcing him to drop them all. Blood everywhere, including himself from the bodies he murdered, as he stares at the blonde swirly-brow cook, all shriveled from hair to his clothes. And speaking of his clothes, it's ripped in a very assaulting and sexual way.

He breathes heavily, everything going to a fog as Sanji is just calling to him out while his legs tremble and voice shaky.