Sanji finds his footing and stands rigid, though not yet launching himself at the scene. This isn't real, he's already come to realize, as much as the vision twists his stomach. A nightmare of some sort? A memory? What the hell is the χ-blade? The questions run circles in his head as he watches.
But then the other's sudden outburst breaks Sanji free of his reverie; now it's the chef holding a hand out for him] Ven...
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Sanji finds his footing and stands rigid, though not yet launching himself at the scene. This isn't real, he's already come to realize, as much as the vision twists his stomach. A nightmare of some sort? A memory? What the hell is the χ-blade? The questions run circles in his head as he watches.
But then the other's sudden outburst breaks Sanji free of his reverie; now it's the chef holding a hand out for him] Ven...