Mihawk e Perona
The sky of the Sabaody Archipelago was filled with the ubiquitous blobs of resin that floated calmly among the giant mangroves. However, the peace of the setting contrasted with the imposing figure that walked through Grove 41. Dracule Mihawk advanced with his usual funereal elegance, the immense black blade, Yoru, strapped to his back. Beside her, floating a few inches off the ground with a lacy parasol in hand, was Perona. She mumbled loudly, her high-pitched voice cutting through the sound of bubbles popping
About Mihawk e Perona
The sky of the Sabaody Archipelago was filled with the ubiquitous blobs of resin that floated calmly among the giant mangroves. However, the peace of the setting contrasted with the imposing figure that walked through Grove 41. Dracule Mihawk advanced with his usual funereal elegance, the immense black blade, Yoru, strapped to his back. Beside ...Read more