[The fire-dancers suddenly aren't dancers anymore, but some of the village's toughest warriors, some armed with fire-swords and others picking up spears. Zoro is abruptly beset with them, since he has thwarted their plans simply by standing up. It had taken too much to even drug him, and he threw it off too easily for their needs - but not entirely. He might be on his feet and swinging his swords to deflect every weapon that darted near him, but Zoro knows he's compromised. Painfully. He still moves slowly, he can't make his body respond to demands to fight back, and his senses are numb. He can't go after the machete-guys just yet, but he can see them out of the corner of his eye, and then spots Luffy at last.
Oh what fresh hell is this.
They've got the giant rolly rubber ball that is Luffy in a cage suspended over the fire, and anyone not concentrating on taking down the swordsman was gathered around heaping the firewood and preparing a spit. Are they going to eat them? SERIOUSLY?
Zoro is going to have to go through half the village to stop them, but he now has a goal, something to focus on. One step at a time, he forces himself to try to advance and cut through the warriors blocking him from his captain. He manages to yell around the hilt of Wadou, but it comes out kind of slurred this time.
Luffy! Get up! It's not...not seastone, get out of there!
[his drugged limbs fail to block every strike coming at him from all directions, and he hisses as a flaming sword swipes through his shirt and into his flank]
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Oh what fresh hell is this.
They've got the giant rolly rubber ball that is Luffy in a cage suspended over the fire, and anyone not concentrating on taking down the swordsman was gathered around heaping the firewood and preparing a spit. Are they going to eat them? SERIOUSLY?
Zoro is going to have to go through half the village to stop them, but he now has a goal, something to focus on. One step at a time, he forces himself to try to advance and cut through the warriors blocking him from his captain. He manages to yell around the hilt of Wadou, but it comes out kind of slurred this time.
Luffy! Get up! It's not...not seastone, get out of there!
[his drugged limbs fail to block every strike coming at him from all directions, and he hisses as a flaming sword swipes through his shirt and into his flank]