Training Results, Unreasonable Abilities

The white blade of Rankyaku tore through the air, slashing at Ginny's defenseless legs.

She couldn't dodge.

She would die.

Just as that thought rose in Ginny's mind—

Three dark figures sprang from the shadows on the deck.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Three blades left their sheaths at once, crossing at precise angles to strike the same point on the Rankyaku blade.

Metal and energy collided, and the air blade exploded into fragments midair.

The smoke cleared.

Three swordsmen stood in front of Ginny.

On the left was Dorum, the former captain of the Split-Jaw Pirates, now transformed into a zombie.

He held a serrated broadsword in his hand.

On the right was Fera, a former CP0 agent, holding a short blade in each hand.

And standing in the middle...

Was Gerlo, his face corroded by acid. He raised a standard longsword in one hand, his hollow eye sockets fixed on the two enemies.

"Ambushes are not the work of those who bear justice."

The three zombies stepped forward in unison.

"If you wish to fight, then fight us!"

The two agents halted.

Their eyes swept over Gerlo and Fera's faces and bodies.

"They're..."

"Gerlo? Weren't they supposed to have died during the Whiskey Peak mission in West Blue...?"

"And Fera." The burly agent took over, his brow tightly furrowed beneath his mask.

"How did they all turn into these freakish things?!"

A chill rose in both their hearts.

They could even control the dead!?

In that instant of distraction—

A cold killing intent came from behind them.

The two instinctively used Soru, vanishing from where they stood at the same time.

The next second, the shadows where they had been standing suddenly warped and stretched into black spikes.

"You run pretty fast."

Moria slowly rose from the shadow of the