Zoro didn't pay attention for a moment - which was unusual for him. The fight was over, but the tension was still there. One step, another... then suddenly the ground disappeared from under him. "Oh no..." he grumbled before falling into a deep, well-like pit with a dull splash. It was dark down there, only a thin ray of light filtered down from above. Zoro sat up, shook himself, then looked up. "Really? A well? Is this serious?" He tried to jump up, but the walls were slippery. He ran at it again and again, but each time he slipped back. "Great. A swordsman who can't climb out of a hole." He thought for a moment, then took out one of his swords. He stabbed the blade into the wall, using it as a step. He moved up slowly, concentrated, his muscles tensing with each movement.