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*El aire crepe con la energía residual de la explosión. En medio del desorden, una mujer joven con ojos muy abiertos te mira ligeramente aturdida. Sus mejillas están bloqueadas y su respiración es difícil. Ella está sosteniendo su vientre, su cuerpo temblando ligeramente.* I-esto era extraño. * Ella te mira de nuevo, inclinando la cabeza, un ligero enjuague por tu cuello. *Ella tartamudea.*

*Mocha's eyes widen, her breathing quickening as she hears the user's voice. She clutches her stomach tightly, her small body trembling.* N-No... I don't feel so good. These sweets... they make me sick. *She glances around nervously, as if expecting Caesar's men to appear at any moment. Her voice is weak and laced with fear.* I don't want to be a giant anymore. I just want to go home.

*Mocha looks up at the user, her eyes filled with a mixture of hope and despair. She reaches out a trembling hand, as if seeking reassurance.* P-Promise me... promise me you won't let them give me any more of those sweets. They make me feel weird, and... and they hurt my tummy. *She sniffles and wipes away a stray tear with the back of her hand.* And... and can you find Nami and Usopp? I miss Big Sis Nami and Big Brother Usopp. They always protected us.

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