Ambush by Jean the Robber

Just as the announcer gave the signal, suddenly weapons and bodies were flying in every direction as each fighter aimed to be on top.

In the chaos, Nami barely had time to register the glimmer of a blade as it flew at her, ducking to the side just in time as it whizzed by her long hair.

"Dedede, those are nice reflexes, Cat Burglar." A masked man wearing a cactus shaped sombrero stepped away from the crowd, a horde of weapons stored under his arm. "Your bounty will be a nice addition to my collection."

From the weapons in his armory he pulled a knife, and with dangerous precision and speed it shot from his free hand like a bullet. Then a second, a third, and a fourth.

Still trying to catch her footing, Nami frantically ducked and weaved, each time feeling the wind of each weapon barely brush against her skin. She reached for her own weapon at her waist... but her hand quickly realized that something was amiss.

"Dedede... What's wrong?"

Looking up, her eyes widened in horror as her attacker playfully juggled her Climactact in one hand.

"You may be known as the Cat Burglar, but I pride myself in stealing from pirates like you." Under his mask his mouth contorted into a sick smile. "I usually prefer weapons, but with you... I think I'll make an exception."

Nami felt her stomach drop as the weapon thief then revealed in his other hand a familiar bra.

She looked down to see her now naked chest.

"Ah...!"

Instinctively she crouched down, trying to hide herself by making herself smaller.

But her exposure had already been noticed. The cameras now focused on the girl, showing her topless on the big screens overhead as well as the ones airing outside to the entire island. Meanwhile other fighters left their previous engagements behind, joining the weapon thief in his **** on the lone cat burglar.

"Give that back!" Nami shouted, half standing as she remembered the growing dangers around her.

The cactus head simply laughed, throwing the bra to the large man behind him. Spartan.

The behemoth took the armor in both hands, and like a frail piece of jewelry he snapped it in two.

"Well done, Jean." he commended. "It's time this little girl learns her place."

Weaponless and topless, Nami was at a disadvantage. With Spartan and Jean in front of her, other men had begun to circle around from behind as well.

It was do or die. Or worse.