[center][img]http://txt-dynamic.cdn.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjExNi5iMTZmZWIuUW05dVpXdHBaQSwsLjAAAAAA/vtks-deja-vu.regular.png[/img][color=bc9dbf][b][h3]Time to Rise and Time to Shine[/h3][/b][/color][/center]
Bonekid furiously jotted down notes as he watched the match, observing the strength of Hachirou as he was the holder of his specific Devil Fruit. The sheer strength of the punches that this lion man could throw were absolutely astounding, scarily so. He probably rivaled a fully-powered Caesar in strength, if he didn't completely overpower him in the end! Holy heck!

Lastly, the match ended with Hachirou coughing a bit of blood, but victorious, as his soft-speaking foe flew off into the drink outside of the keep. Was... was he going to be okay? He took a lot of damage, too much to be certainly swim with. Bonekid could only hope he was okay. The kid didn't want anyone dying from this mayhem. Still, a victory was a victory, and it should be cheered. [color=bc9dbf][b]"Oh yeah, mister Hachirou! Great job!"[/b][/color]

Bonekid perked up, suddenly, as he talked to nobody. [b][color=bc9dbf]"Is it time?"[/color][/b] Bonekid pulled his sword into his lap as a shine shone across it, cast onto the sword by the light in the room. [color=bc9dbf][b]"I guess it is."[/b][/color]

Bonekid stood, holding his sword on his shoulder. [color=bc9dbf][b]"I'm ready to go! Let's keep this winning streak going!"[/b][/color] He was clearly volunteering for this next round.