[the sense of movement hits his haki a second too late as well, but it's definitely there now, something alive that is much larger than a mere fish. Zoro leaps back and dodges the tentacle, and though both hands go for swords, he can't draw them in time and it's probably good that he can't. The melting wall is a huge alarm point, he does not want that to happen to his blades]
What the hell is that?
[he doesn't stay boggling in surprise for long, though. He's a man of action and here he goes, finally drawing two swords and concentrating a moment to send a solid black coating rippling from his fists down the length of the blades. Just in case. Rather than wait for it to attack again, he curls his arms over his back and unleashes a spiraling slash at this distance, a cannon-strength rush of cutting air that should (hopefully) be just as effective as making contact with his swords.]
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What the hell is that?
[he doesn't stay boggling in surprise for long, though. He's a man of action and here he goes, finally drawing two swords and concentrating a moment to send a solid black coating rippling from his fists down the length of the blades. Just in case. Rather than wait for it to attack again, he curls his arms over his back and unleashes a spiraling slash at this distance, a cannon-strength rush of cutting air that should (hopefully) be just as effective as making contact with his swords.]