[He's ignorant to much of everything that was being said, an outsider knowing nothing of rituals or the need for truth. To Luffy this was a matter of safety, a struggle of survival, and it didn't take a genius to see that the silver-haired man was standing in the way of that.
If he were a sage at any one thing, Luffy would gloat that he could tell when some one was genuine and of truly good intention. The women standing before him exemplified the sort of compassion and camaraderie that this city needed in order to survive, and if their position in this confusing exchange was is that of trying to stop Sephiroth? He would gladly stand beside them.
When he looks again to the silver-haired gentleman, Luffy feels the air go still. There's a coolness in the air that's unnatural, and it's a feeling he's felt numerous times before. The taste of blood, the grief and gloom of despair, the telltale signs that death was soon approaching.
Swishing a hand and motioning for her to retreat, Luffy calls to Zelda as well as Ib as his heart begins to race with worry.]
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If he were a sage at any one thing, Luffy would gloat that he could tell when some one was genuine and of truly good intention. The women standing before him exemplified the sort of compassion and camaraderie that this city needed in order to survive, and if their position in this confusing exchange was is that of trying to stop Sephiroth? He would gladly stand beside them.
When he looks again to the silver-haired gentleman, Luffy feels the air go still. There's a coolness in the air that's unnatural, and it's a feeling he's felt numerous times before. The taste of blood, the grief and gloom of despair, the telltale signs that death was soon approaching.
Swishing a hand and motioning for her to retreat, Luffy calls to Zelda as well as Ib as his heart begins to race with worry.]
Zel-chan! Get away from him!