"Thank you, Captain."
Brook immediately realized that his captain had stepped in. He thanked the air, then sped up even more.
"Yohohohoho! Yohohohoho! Laboon! I'm back! It's Brook! Do you remember me?"
He shouted at the top of his lungs as he ran, hot tears flooding from his empty skull sockets. He raised a hand and removed his top hat, fully exposing his signature afro to the air.
His feet flew over the waves, and he soon reached Laboon. The moment he saw Weijun hacking away atop Laboon's head and splashing germs into the wounds, his eyes nearly split with rage.
"Stop right there!"
Brook leaped from the sea and raced up Laboon's smooth skin toward Weijun at tremendous speed.
Seeing an afro-haired skeleton charging at him, Weijun showed no fear whatsoever. He snorted and swung down his Western sword, coated in Armament Haki Hardening, in a powerful chop that howled through the air.
Brook neither dodged nor retreated from the fierce slash. His gaunt skeleton spun like a drill, launching off the ground. Gripping his rapier, he became a black phantom and shot straight through the violent blast of air rushing toward him.
"[Nocturne: Straight Through]!"
"Splat!"
Blood sprayed.
Weijun stared in disbelief at the rapier piercing his heart, then blankly looked up at Brook, his eyes filled with confusion and unwillingness.
"You... How is this possible? I've clearly mastered such a powerful move... I'm the chosen one... I'm the man who will become the Pirate King..."
Blood kept spilling from his mouth. The Western sword slipped weakly from his hand and struck Laboon's skin with a dull thud.
Brook looked at the bewildered, unwilling Weijun, and a trace of pity surfaced in his hollow eye sockets.
"Haki isn't anything rare on the Grand Line. In the New World,