A/N: Hello again, everybody! I don't know if it seems like I'm updating fast but if it does it's because I'm trying to keep something of a strict schedule with this story. For right now, I'm going to shoot for having updates on Mondays/Fridays. The day may change from Thursday to Friday depending on how much time I feel I need between chapters. I want to keep a strict schedule because I'm already thinking of a large, arc-like story that should take a long time to finish. With luck I'll be able to deliver a quality story in a timely matter, and I hope that eventually my story on whatever date will be something you look forward to. With that said, there are still certain details of which I am uncertain of in regards to the arc I plan on making, so I'll probably make have a poll at the end of this story to see what you guys think. The questions would deal with timelines (after which canon arc), pairings (have/don't have), and whether it should take place after this story (assuming if pairings are wanted). Sorry for continuously large author notes, but I really love feedback/communication and would like it even more if I can write stories that you guys want to read. Enjoy this next chapter and expect another on Friday!

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The last thing Zoro had heard before he had begun his fall was Robin calling out his name. When Zoro was finally out of Robin's earshot, all he could hear were two things. The first was the crumbling rock that had collapsed under him; the other was a higher pitched, more calming sound that reminded him of a xylophone somewhat. Focusing on the second noise, Zoro noticed that Robin had been growing arms from the ceiling since he began his fall and they were frantically pursuing him, the palm of each new arm possessing an eye so that Robin could make sure she was aiming in the right direction. They were slowly getting closer, but Zoro couldn't tell how far he had fallen from the ground he once stood on. There were two pressing possibilities quickly approaching him, one was that he could hit the ground below him at any second while the other was that Robin wouldn't be able to grow any more arms. Either way, the light from the torches was quickly running out and if Zoro did not act soon, then Robin wouldn't be able to see where he was even if she did catch up to him.

Deciding that both options were less than ideal, Zoro began looking around for something to help. It didn't take long for him to notice the large, cube-shaped boulder falling down extremely close to his left side. Zoro swung his right arm to grab on to the boulder, but it was just barely out of his reach. The force from his attempt to grab the boulder caused Zoro to start spinning in the air. A lack of time urgently pushing his decisions, Zoro instinctively reached for his favorite sword, Wado Ichimonji, and drew it. Flipping the katana in his hand so the blade was facing upwards, Zoro plunged his left arm, holding the katana, into the boulder as he spun. Using his momentum, Zoro flung himself up on to the boulder. Quickly scanning his new surroundings, Zoro saw a couple more boulders similar to the one he was standing on falling above him. Zoro decided that if he couldn't stop his descent, he could at least slow it down so that Robin's arms could catch up to him. The light continuously waning, Zoro leapt from his position on the boulder towards the others above him. Using Wado Ichimonji as he landed on each boulder to prevent him from knocking the boulders away, Zoro continued to leap from boulder to boulder. After he landed on the last possible boulder, Zoro jumped with all of his might towards his nakama's arms and was finally able to grab a hold of her forearm with his right hand.

After he grabbed on to Robin's arm, the growing line of arms immediately stopped and nearly dislocated Zoro's right shoulder. Grimacing in pain, Zoro focused only on keeping his hold firm on Robin's arm and not letting go. After a moment, the arms started to recede into each other and a resounding crash could be heard from below as the boulders' fall finally came to an end. Breathing a sigh of relief to himself and grateful his body wasn't among the things making a crashing noise, Zoro looked up to where Robin was. Startled at the sight, Zoro noticed that all he could see, aside from the line of arms pulling him upwards, was a glimmer of light from where he fell. It was then that Zoro realized that Robin must have thrown her torch down the hole in order to keep his surroundings illuminated and to cross both of her arms in concentration. He had really fallen much further than he had originally thought. After another minute, Zoro saw the much welcomed sight of Robin's face and eventually found himself standing on solid ground again.

Breathing heavily with his arms on his knees, Zoro looked up to see that Robin wasn't in much better condition than he was. Her face, tired and worn, was covered in sweat and one of her eyes was half closed, presumably the one she was using to see where Zoro was. Zoro stood up straight and began to rotate his right arm to try and loosen it up. "Phew, that was a pretty close one. Thanks, you saved me there."

Matching his gaze, Robin rubbed her right arm and put on a weary but genuine smile. "Pretty close? Kenshi-san, in case you hadn't noticed, I was unable to sprout any more arms when you finally grabbed on. I think that's the epitome of 'as close as possible'." Her smile growing a little wider, Robin tilted her head to the side. "Aside from your arm, you're ok though, right?"

Smirking back at his savior, Zoro laughed slightly. "Yeah, this isn't anything too bad. It'll be fine after a couple of minutes. What about your arm, though? You've been nursing it since you brought me back up."

Looking down at her right arm, Robin unclasped her left hand from the arm and presented it to Zoro. It was a slight dark shade of red and was already showing signs of bruising. "Like you, it's nothing too dire, just a little sore from the impact. The thing about my Hana Hana no Mi power is that any damage my replicated body parts take, my real ones take too. The impact of catching you is such an example."

Looking back down at the pit, Zoro scratched the back of his head. "Sorry that you got hurt... How far did I fall? It sure took an awful long time to get back on the ground after you started pulling me up."

Robin walked up next to him and looked down also. "It's hard to say. At most, I can sprout around 200 limbs at once. I've never really tried it before, and it was difficult enough concentrating on the arms and eyes together for such a long period of time. If I had to guess, though, I would say a little more than 200 feet."

Zoro whistled as he nudged a sitting rock by his foot into the pit. "Wow, that's quite a fall. I wonder what's at the bottom, though I guess I almost found out." Looking ahead at where he was walking to earlier, Zoro saw that the hole in front of him was a perfect square from every edge. Looking across to the other side, Zoro gauged that it was around a 15 foot gap from where he stood and where the other edge began. "I don't think the ground breaking apart was accidental."

"Yes, it appears to have been an old trap laid long ago. When you stepped on that one stone, it must have caused something that shattered the support for the ground. Though I think it wouldn't have mattered if you didn't step on that particular stone. The ground looked like it was ready to give way at any moment regardless. I was trying to tell you before you fell in but I didn't have a chance to say anything."

"That would explain why there were all of those perfectly shaped boulders falling with me, then. Well, we aren't getting any closer to the eye by standing here, let's continue. Are you going to need some help crossing the gap?" Zoro asked pointedly.

Robin turned to the swordsman and crossed her arms in confusion. "Cross the gap? What would we do that for, there's a second path over there." Robin pointed at the split in the path that Zoro had ignored earlier. "Also, I thought you wanted to get out of the tomb, why did you suddenly change your mind?"

Unfazed by the barrage of questions, Zoro continued to stare at the gap before him. "I did want to get out earlier, you're right. But now that we're so close to the treasure, I can't just back out now, can I?"

Still not understanding what the swordsman was talking about and having a distinct desire to know more, Robin pressed on. "What makes you think we're so close to the treasure? And for that matter, why do you think it's in the direction of the trap that just nearly killed you?"

Zoro turned back towards the archeologist and rested his arms on his katana. "Think about it, if you didn't want people to go a certain direction in a tomb like this, you would create multiple paths. Then you would make a trap that deters people from the direction you don't want them to go. Or at least that's what I would do." Zoro then looked to his side in the direction of the path in question and grew a sinister smile. "As for how I know the eye is down there? I can feel it, it feels… cursed. Sandai Kitetsu has been howling ever since you brought me back up here."

Startled by the swordsman's sudden change in character, Robin looked down the same path. He did have a point, Robin though to herself, there was a certain feeling of wrongness emanating from that direction. "So you can feel them? Your swords, that is. How interesting."

Continuing to look ahead, Zoro emitted a small chuckle. "I bet you think I'm crazy. I don't know how to explain it, but I can feel what each of these swords do."

Shaking her head, Robin replaced the confused look on her face with her usual smile. "Not at all, I've actually read that swordsmen who treat their blades with reverence and respect can feel their emotions. I guess you could attribute the same concept as Merry and replace it with your katana."

Taking his turn to tease the archeologist, Zoro looked at her arrogantly. "Oh, is that so? Does that mean you've taken an interest in my goals then, Robin? Reading books about swordsmanship seems very unlike you."

Robin put on a façade of confidence to hide her obvious embarrassment at the question. Returning the arrogant stare of the swordsman with a slightly belittling one, Robin shrugged. "I suppose it's like you said, Kenshi-san. Hang around a person enough and their own desires and ambitions get mixed in with yours. As for crossing the gap, I would have to agree with your deduction, the eye must be in that direction."

As Zoro was about to ask if the raven haired archeologist needed help crossing the gap again, Robin crossed her arms and called out "Treinta Fleur". The familiar light xylophone noise returned as arms began to sprout by the ledge Robin was standing at to the other side, forming a bridge. As Robin walked across Zoro shrugged his shoulders and walked back from the gap to get space. When he felt he had enough, Zoro began running towards the hole and easily cleared it.

With both of them on the other side, Zoro and Robin continued down the path towards what they knew to be the staircase from the painting. Rubbing her right arm again, Robin looked over at the green haired swordsman; on his face was a look of determination and confidence. It was actually comforting to Robin, knowing that the person walking next to her was reliable for the current situation.

When Robin returned her look to the path ahead, Zoro grabbed a torch off of the wall and took his turn looking at the raven haired archeologist. She wore collected and calculated expression. It was calming to the swordsman to know that the archeologist was independent and self-sufficient. It was a rare trait to see in people lately, especially in women.

After a while, the two companions finally made it to the end of the path. What they saw caused Zoro to drop the torch he was holding and Robin to stare with her eyes and mouth wide open. A ray of sunlight shining through a small hole reflected off of an enormous diamond the size of a large fist sitting on the top of an altar. The diamond reflected light in a manner that made the room appear to be filled with hazy moonlight.

Still standing in awe, both Zoro and Robin failed to notice the dropped torch lighting a taught piece of rope directly in front of their feet on fire. As soon as Zoro began to recognize the smell of something burning, the rope snapped and from behind the two grave robbers something large slackened from the ceiling.

Ending note: I have to be honest, I'm not too sure how I feel about how this chapter turned out. If it was uninteresting, I apologize. I've been thinking a lot about the arc idea I mentioned earlier and I think it will turn out a lot better since I'll be planning on how to write it rather than sitting down and just writing until I feel I can safely stop somewhere. After all, I had to get Zoro out of that hole he's been falling in for two chapters and I feel like I've been dragging them getting to the main room for too long now. Hopefully the next chapter will make up for it as I can safely say (I hope) that actual action/fighting sequences will definitely be a lot of the focus. Once again, thanks for reading and don't forget to leave a review! Let me know what you really think, I always strive to get better and I want to make genuinely interesting stories. So if you think it sucked, say so! (at least give me one reason why though lol) Also, I don't know if the noise made in the show is really what is heard by the characters, but for the sake of it let's go with they can hear it.