franky x usopp

“Good girl, Brian... or should I be calling you 'Brianna', now?” she grinned. “Yeah, I think that's better! I knew you could take it all! You like it, don't you Brianna? You like having my big, thick cock up your slutty, sissy faggot ass! Let me hear you say it!”

“Considering all the time and effort they take, I’m shelving the idea for now. Kaisen provided wonderful knowledge, but that method still isn’t feasible for large practice. As a beastman, he was exceptional, so unless we find another unique example like him, it’s not worth the effort.”

Harnessing all of his strength and gambling his life, Roc slammed Ingram square in the face with the stump of his missing arm. It was far from a graceful punch, more like a clumsy jab, but Ingram, so focused on everything else and having never expected such an attack in a thousand years, was utterly discombobulated by the hit, and inadvertently released Roc. Roc pulled away and escaped to the sky, with Ingram having just enough time to slow his descent and avoid a fatal impact. He still hit the ground with bone-breaking force, but he was alive. Roc landed beside him, staring at his vanquished opponent, with the crowd still trying to process what had happened. Until now, Roc had never acknowledged them, but now, he raised his missing arm, as though holding up an invisible fist in triumph, and the spectators erupted into cheers.