Sword and Shield Door

Stepping through the door, Nami was surprised to find herself in what appeared to be a large waiting room. Burly men of varying shapes and sizes filled its space, some simply chatting with each other while others trained with their weapons or with each other. What they all had in common however, was a number and name tag taped to their backs.

A masked woman in a gladiator's bikini then stopped in front of Nami, handing her a name tag of her own.

"Welcome to the waiting room, you're free to do what you want until you are up."

"Hold on," Nami objected. "Isn't this against the rules? What happened to the rooms being related to my memories?"

The attendant simply smiled. "The third trial is a little different, please do bear with us."

"Mmm..." Nami frowned in response, but decided to play along. The prize of nine hundred million was still on the line after all. "So, what are the rules for this round?"

"It's simple really," the attendant explained. "This here is Corrida Coliseum. The first round will be held in four separate blocks in the form of a battle royale. The victors of each block then compete with each other, and the victor from there is given the opportunity to fight our Champion for the grand prize."

"And the conditions of winning?"

"To be the last one standing, of course."

Nami nodded. "Ok, I think I got it. Thank you."

"Then I'll leave you to it." With a wink and another smile, the attendant left the pirate alone to prepare. However this peace was quickly broken as another voice quickly found its way towards her.

"Hey you! Woman!" Spartan, a muscular man easily four times Nami's size marched up towards her. "This isn't a place for weak women. Get out!"

The pirate wasn't amused. "I'm sorry?"

"Get out right now, or I'll **** your naked body out myself!"

Without warning, he then dove down, his hands stretched out to grab her.