Robin's guess was right. This trap was the Underground Mausoleum's last line of defense, meant to punish anyone who dared disturb the former kings' rest or pry into the Poneglyph.
If Loa had been there, he would probably have seen through Cobra's deception long ago.
After all, he might never have seen a pig run, but he had certainly eaten pork.
He had seen tricks like this in movies and on television countless times. As someone who had crossed into this world, he knew them all too well.
At Robin's words, Cobra stared at her. After a long while, he asked slowly, "If you knew there was a trap in here, why did you follow me inside?"
"Yes. Why did I?"
Robin gently traced the writing on the stone monument, a bitter smile touching her lips.
"Perhaps simply because you're the Nefertari Family. Isn't that right?"
"What do you mean?" Cobra asked with a frown.
"You've worked so hard to hide the truth of that lost century," Robin said quietly. "Have you forgotten? My home, Ohara, was destroyed by the World Government for seeking that truth."
Ohara.
Cobra drew a sharp breath. Suddenly, he understood.
Why had Robin followed him in, knowing she might die? Why had she made no effort to stop the war?
Ohara had been destroyed by the Marines under the World Government's orders through a Buster Call. As its only surviving resident, Nico Robin's hatred for the Dragon People was easy to imagine. She meant to avenge her home with the blood of the Nefertari Family!
"But the ancestors of the Nefertari Family were never your enemies! They never even accepted the identity of the Dragon People. Has your hatred robbed you of all reason?!"
Robin's choice left Cobra both furious and aggrieved. It was the