Nami and Mr. 9 stepped out into the arena, Nine brandishing his bats menacingly.
"I don't like hurting women, and most certainly not a friend of Miss Wednesday's… But I WILL win!!"
Without a word, Nami's hand swept across her thigh, grasping all three Tacts. She threw them up into the air and, with a flourish, snapped them together to form the complete Clima Tact.
"You DO know that I don't intend to lose, either, right?"
"... BYE BYE BABY!!!"
With that, Mr. 9 charged with his Hot-Blooded-Nine Will-Powered Bat, launching a series of somersaults and flips as he surely approached Nami...
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