As Kami walked back into the Coloseum, those who had never seen her fight were dazed. She effortlessly destroyed those around her, even those 'strong, burly dudes' crumbled down. Luffy, after being a witness to this event, was mortified. Comapred, helooked like a fawn against a lion. Effortless hands flickering against the ancient rocks. Despite this, one thing that was said to her still remains there, no matter now hard she tried to forget it.
'You're a freak, leave Ohara and go somewhere to, um,' the voice started, 'Totto Land, I dunno. Just leave.'
Group 4 was a mess. Nobody was orderly, and the arena had to have a new layer of waterproof added. The winner of Group 1 was a strange person. They were short and looked very weak, but they were quite strong. They called themselves, "The Mari-hero", but everyone thought they were stupid. During Group 1's fight, all they kept doing was acting cowardly, but they could throw a punch. Mari-hero wore a bright pink box, with slits for their eyes, nose and ears, a white and blue top and trouses, and sandels with Sea-Prism stone infused. To make sure that the box wouldn't fall off, they wore a navy coloured scarf with hints of white around the neck, to make the mask more secure.
Meanwhie, the most notable members of Group 4 was Carly, a tall, thin woman who appears to be from Amazon Lilly, Bezerka, a short, wide man who appears to be from a Sky Island, and Amethyst, a Fishwoman from Fishman Island. All 3 of them had something in common; they were young and nihilistic people, who hated everyone except a small group of people. Their togas were magenta, brown and coral respectively, which suited then well.
"I have to go for a few minutes, Law." Katakuri told Law, as he got up from his stone, cold seat. Law simply nodded, as it wasn't his place to stop him, or Robin. Robin, who wanted to eavesdrop on Katakuri, decided to make Katakuri sprout a pair of ears and eyes, on his back and on his neck. As he walked further inside the building, he heard louder and louder crying. Knowing who it was, he decided to pick up his pace. But, the crying had a rhythm. One that Katakuri had never heard, but it piqued Luffy's interest. It sounded like a call for help, in heavy beats of a drum. Instantly knowing what it was, as Luffy had heard it plenty of times, he ran over to the noise, alerting Mari-hero, who was watching his actions from afar. 'It wasn't the tears of the liberated, it was the tears of the oppressed. But why?' Luffy was thinking to himself. He doesn't want to be a hero, but he doesn't mind helping out the oppressed people. As he and Mari-hero snuck into the room, what met them was enough for 1 lifetime. A small, unusually tall person with their blood-red hands staining everything around them. As Katakuri lept into the room, the 2 who snuck in hid behind the slightly open door. Katakuri gently bent down and placed a soft, caring hand on her head.
"We'll make it through this, don't you worry, Kami!" He spoke with a gritted smile, clearly trying to hold back his tears. As she looked up, she felt the presence of Luffy and the masked hero, but ignored it. Carefully, so it didn't get worse, Katakuri gently wrapped her hand in a cold, ragged cloth and tied it down with a thread from his scarf. Luffy and Kami were slowly starting to be unable to hear the Drums from her tears. Smiling proudly, Katakuri gave her a hug and left her to heal, until the main fight. As Katakuri left the room, Luffy gave Kami a small wink, almost to confirm that they were there, and left, sonehow never discovering Mari-hero had followed him.
"HERE WE GO! GROUP 3! AS A REMINDER, THE NOTABLE CONTESTANTS ARE: CARLY, BEZERKA AND AMETHYST!" The announcer roared to the ablaze crowd. People were crying and pointing at the contestants as they walked smugly into the arena. Carly had a massive kanabō, similar to the ones that Yamato and Kaido had, but much smaller and lighter, to fit the weight limit of weapons. Unfortunately, Bezerka couldn't have his bazooka, so he opted for a more palatable (to deal with) gun, that was allowed by the judges somehow. Amethyst, meanwhile, didn't use a weapon. Instead, she used water as her main 'weapon'. As the fight began, people picked up their pace of cheers. Behind the cursed smiles of death, were tears. After all, nobody would want to be oppressed by an Emperor of the Sea, and the Navy 'unable to help you', right? Punches after Shoulder throws, Shoulder throws after shots of a gun, shots of a gun after the swing of a kanabō. It went on for a while. 2 hours, 24 minutes and 34 seconds, to be precise. The winner was not Carly or Amethyst. It was, unsurprisingly, Bezerka. The young man laughed in their faces as a drunken dad would do, as he walked off, for the final match to start. It was time, for Luffy to show off his true strength!