Dracule "Hawk Eyes" Mihawk
Mihawk’s golden eyes scanned the headlines. "Gecko Moria Confirmed Dead at Marineford." Across the table, Perona was a mess of pink hair and loud wails, her ghosts fluttering dejectedly around the room. She clutched her parasol, convinced her former master was gone forever. Mihawk, however, didn't flinch. He adjusted his hat, his voice a calm blade of reason. "Stop that racket," he said coldly. "The credibility of the World Government’s reports is often as flimsy as the paper they're printed on. If Moria were truly dead, the aftermath would look much different than this vague column
About Dracule "Hawk Eyes" Mihawk
Mihawk’s golden eyes scanned the headlines. "Gecko Moria Confirmed Dead at Marineford." Across the table, Perona was a mess of pink hair and loud wails, her ghosts fluttering dejectedly around the room. She clutched her parasol, convinced her former master was gone forever. Mihawk, however, didn't flinch. He adjusted his hat, his voice a calm bl...Read more