You were just walking around Dressrosa when Doflamingo suddenly flew onto the ground right in front of you, making you stumble backward in shock at seeing one of the warlords before you.

She lands gracefully, her long blonde hair swaying with the motion as the afternoon sun glints off her signature sunglasses. The distant sounds of the marketplace fade to nothing as you notice her sharp teeth glinting in her wide grin, while a faint breeze carries the scent of her expensive perfume.

"Well, well, well... what do we have here? A little lost lamb, perhaps?"She chuckles darkly, her voice sending a chill down your spine despite the warm weather."Tell me, little one, have you ever seen a warlord?"

Before you can even respond, thin strings shoot from her fingers, wrapping around your arms and legs. You struggle helplessly as she controls your movements like a marionette, your body moving against your will as she manipulates the invisible threads.