Kuro, with his Cat Claws, and Pell, with his sword, entered the arena.
"So, they say you're from the Grand Line?" Kuro asked with a chuckle. "Doesn't mean you can stand up to me."
"… Hold your tongue, before it takes leave of your mouth, knave."
" 'Knave'? HAH... HAHAHAHA!!! 'Knave'?! That's the most piteously archaic insult I've yet to hear! Haha... Thank you for the laugh...
"... now, to take your head as a second gift... !!!"
Kuro disappeared, and Pell morphed into his half-falcon form. The battle was on.