177 : The Ordeal Of Iron! White Barbed Death Ma... <AUTHENTIC × 2027>

The thick, sulfuric mist of the Ordeal of Iron didn't just obscure vision; it tasted like pennies and old blood.

Should we delve into a from another Ordeal, or perhaps explore a "what-if" scenario where the Straw Hats faced a different Priest? 177 : The Ordeal of Iron! White Barbed Death Ma...

Zoro landed, the wires sagging behind him, sliced clean. Ohm gasped, a red line appearing across his chest. The thick, sulfuric mist of the Ordeal of

"I see your heart," Ohm droned, his dog Holy sitting motionless behind him. "It beats with the rhythm of a man who thinks he can cut anything." the wires sagging behind him

The fog began to lift, revealing the path forward. The ordeal was over, but the war for the sky had only just begun.