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Usopp screams, running as fast as his legs will carry him back towards the ship, tossing a glance over his shoulder to see how close his assailants are.
“Zoro!” the sniper shouts at the top of his lungs. “Zoro, help me! Marines! Marines are coming!” Usopp continues in a panicked tone, scrambling on his hands and knees to pick himself off the dusty ground after he tripped on a partially obscured tree branch.
“Usopp, you moron!” Zoro screams, annoyance seeping into his tone as he appears on the deck, his swords immediately drawn as he assesses the danger following behind the crew’s resident liar. “What part of Robin’s directions to stay out of sight did you not understand?” the swordsman demands, jumping to Usopp’s aid just as the Marines begin to encircle the sniper.
“I tried, Zoro! I really did, but I had to talk to someone to buy the booze you demanded!”
“A likely story,” Zoro scoffs, taking his three-sword style stance.
“Robin! Franky! Get the ship ready! We’re leaving sooner than expected!”
“What’s going on, bro?” Franky questions, ambling out onto the deck.
“Franky! There’s no time to lose! Just do as Zoro says!” Robin raises her own voice, taking up position at the helm to steer them out of the oncoming danger.
“Prepare a coup de burst, Franky!” the first mate orders, throwing two of the Marines backwards with a single parry.
“Zoro, can you hit him with your sword?” Usopp calls over the din of the battle and attempted escape as one of the Marines gets even closer to the sniper.
“I think the technical term you’re looking for is stab,” Robin offers up, a teasing smile overtaking her lips.
“Oh, I’ll do more than stab them, don’t you worry about that,” Zoro promises, a confident smirk present on his features. “Onigiri!”
“Well, our trip from Zou to Wano has already started off promising, what with Usopp already trying to die at the first port,” Robin sarcastically murmurs.