They're sedated. [He didn't bother raising his voice. Law, without looking up from his tablet, pulled up his left hand and with his index finger, pointed right at Kara's feet. On the backs of his knuckles, there had been the tattooed word 'DEATH' written over each knuckle, per letter. In the center of his hand, a circular tattoo of its own. It just so happened that he had a few reserves in the lazy quip department left over from a day full of arguing passively with his nurses.]
How is that possible? [Not that anyone flying could ever surprise him, but it was worth the wager that it was fair game to speculate that despite all odds--maybe, just maybe--someone else in the universe ate a Devil Fruit to get their abilities.
Law wagered this in total apathy, dragging his right index finger over the tablet surface to go to the next page.]
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How is that possible? [Not that anyone flying could ever surprise him, but it was worth the wager that it was fair game to speculate that despite all odds--maybe, just maybe--someone else in the universe ate a Devil Fruit to get their abilities.
Law wagered this in total apathy, dragging his right index finger over the tablet surface to go to the next page.]