I hear voices first. I don 't know what they 're saying, but I know it 's people I care about.

I 'm in a considerable amount of pain, but not nearly as much as I expected to be as my memory slowly catches up to my body. I blink sluggishly and hazily at the stonework pressed close to my face. I assumed he had hit me with the air pressure cannon thing, but it certainly doesn 't feel like that. It also doesn 't particularly feel like I 'm halfway across the world, so I guess that 's something.

I 'm shocked out of contemplation but a throat tearing scream. I jolt upwards and start towards the voice before I even register who it was. I 'm on my feet and halfway there when I freeze, realizing what I just woke to.

Zoro is on his back, bloody and panting, and Kuma is standing just in front of a huge red paw-shaped bubble.

'Oh, ' I croak, throat dry and rough.