With Moria's fall, countless zombies aboard Thriller Bark were freed.
The shadows drifted through the air like an ocean tide, returning to their respective hosts.
Aboard the White Pearl, Brook watched his shadow float toward him and nearly shed tears.
"Yohohoho! Though I'm a skeleton and have no tears!"
"It looks like everything went fairly smoothly," Funing said, watching the sky above Thriller Bark gradually clear.
"Of course! Those guys are subordinates I picked!" Norton pulled Funing into his arms and grinned. "Well? Pretty strong, aren't they?"
Enel's victory had not surprised Norton. In Norton's eyes, Enel was a useful subordinate on par with Crocodile. His lightning powers could produce unexpected results against armies and weaker enemies.
Unless someone could overwhelm Enel with Haki, he would not lose.
Funing's face reddened almost imperceptibly, but she did not struggle, resting obediently in Norton's arms.
"They certainly are strong..."
Beside them, Nami shot over a needle-sharp look.
It was aimed at Norton, of course, not Funing.
But Norton did not mind. Instead, he reached out and pulled Nami into his arms as well.
After a little struggling, Nami obediently gave in too.
"Anyway, gather everyone and prepare to dock! We're going ashore for a feast!"
The Terrifying Three-Masted Ship was even larger than the White Pearl. It was practically an island, with enough room for the entire Norton Pirates.
Moria's powers were also why Norton had not let everyone land earlier, choosing instead to have his officers lead elite squads to defeat the Moria Pirates.
Sending too many small fry ashore might have ended this farce faster, but casualties would have been inevitable.
Norton had no intention of wasting his men's lives somewhere like this. He wanted to lead the Norton Pirates into the New World at full strength.
By then, with