Penguin, the Pastor of Sleepy Hallow, ignored Eustass, Soldier, Batchan, and Heat's voice trying to tell him to get away from the chained Headless Horseman. Slowly, he brought his hands out from within his cloak to reveal the skull in it. Carefully he lifted it to the severed spine and a glow escaped both the skull and Horseman. A second later, Penguin grinned as he stared at the rouge haired male wearing a pair of sunglasses, to hide his eyes. "Hello, War." The Horseman glanced up, "I don't believe it. You actually became a human Pastor, Death." Penguin didn't need to turn around to feel the gun suddenly shifted on him. "Don't bother Eustass, such a thing is useless against me. Either way, Murdering a Pastor is a sin punished only by eternal damnation, to the deepest, darkest pits of Hell that not even Lucifer will dare to enter." Penguin waved his hand and the gun flew from the rouge's hand and to the other side of the room, while all the chains holding War shattered like they were made of glass. "Now Brother, we need to have a word about your little 'adventure' to get your head back." Suddenly, to the Kidd Gangs surprise, War looked rather scared.