Whether he could actually escape, however, depended on whether Kuta would let him.
People really were such self-serving creatures!
Some would risk their lives to help their companions when disaster struck.
Others acted like good companions in ordinary times, only to scatter and save themselves when trouble came.
There was nothing wrong with that choice, really. Everyone had the right to choose for themselves.
After all, people...
Could be very different from one another.
Chapter 259: Zombies and Ghosts
"Mr. Kuta, that Moria you called out to earlier—was he the one who cut off my shadow?"
As soon as they reached shore and his foot touched the moss-covered stones, Brook impatiently asked.
"Yes!"
Kuta nodded, then looked at the countless neglected graves on either side. Hearing the rattling sounds coming from within them, he smiled faintly.
"He's a Shadow-Shadow Fruit user."
"He can cut off people's shadows and use them himself."
As soon as Kuta finished speaking, heavy pounding suddenly rang out from the coffins beneath the countless graves on both sides, accompanied by low growls from within the burial mounds.
Anyone timid coming here for the first time would surely have been too frightened by those eerie sounds to move forward.
Aside from Brook, who stared fearfully at the mounds without understanding what was happening, Kuta and the others remained unfazed. They even looked interested.
"Come on!"
Looking at a mound that was about to burst open, Kuta turned to Brook and said, "Take a closer look, and you'll know where your shadow went."
With that, he led the way toward the mound.
As they approached, a corpse with a rotting upper body wrapped in bandages burst out of the mound with a bang.
"Z-z-zombie..."
"A zombie!"
At the sight of the corpse, Brook instinctively stepped back and shouted