Nico Robin is back

The Sea King, its eyes wide with fear, its body trembling, retreated into the depths of the ocean. It had never encountered such a powerful force, such a terrifying display of power.

Elara, her body trembling, her breath ragged, felt a sense of exhaustion washing over her. She had pushed herself to her limits, she had unleashed a power that she had never known she possessed.

Anya and Lyra, their eyes wide with awe, stared at Elara. They had never seen her so powerful, so fierce, so determined.

The rest of the crew, their bodies battered, their spirits tested, were also affected by Elara's burst of Conqueror's Haki. They felt a surge of power, a sense of invincibility, a newfound confidence.

Elara, her heart pounding with a mixture of exhaustion and excitement, knew that she had crossed a threshold. She had unleashed a power that she had never known she possessed, a power that could change everything.

As the crew celebrated their victory, a familiar voice broke through the commotion. "What happened?"

Nico Robin, her eyes still hazy, her voice still weak, stirred from her sleep. She had been injured during the storm and had been unconscious for the past few days.

Elara, Anya, and Lyra, their hearts filled with relief, rushed to her side. They explained what had happened, how they had faced the Sea King, how Elara had unleashed her Conqueror's Haki.

Robin, her eyes widening with surprise, listened intently. She had never seen Elara so powerful, so determined. She was amazed by her newfound strength.

Robin, her body fully healed, her mind sharp and alert, joined the crew as they prepared to enter Fishman Island. She knew that the journey ahead would be fraught with danger, but she was ready to face it. She was ready to use her knowledge of history, her skills as a historian, to help the crew achieve their goals.