A ping against his haki sense warned Zoro in time not to take a spear through the ribs, though the blade did rip through the loose front of his shirt as he jerked to the side to evade it. His boots skidded across the dirt until they found purchase, while he slashed downward at the weapon to deflect it out of the way and give himself an opening to charge the wielder.

His focus turned laser-sharp, his good eye following the movement in the dim green fog and his haki on high alert as he went back on the attack, bringing the two swords in his hands into a parallel position and swinging outward, from the side, in a Nigiri Hirameki. Whether or not it hit, he was already moving into the next move, bringing the parallel swords around to slash again in a diagonal Samon.