"Set out th' sails, band 'o pirates!" Denman ordered his pirate mates.
An unusual storm in The Lost Isles had started picking up, almost like it was waiting for them to set out.
Four pirates opened each sail, trying not to slip and fall into the ocean.
"Th' hurricane be too powerful Cap'n, we need to get all 'o th' sails out!"
"No. Fate gunna decide from now on." Denman was the captain since Slyt died, this ship was his wealthy grandfather's, who gifted him the ship before he passed away.
The Pirate Captain left the wheel, ordering his most trusted pirate mate to take control. He headed towards his room.
His room was full of Glim, costumes and a few hostages.
"The hour to die fer ye three." He untied them all, a couple of Denman's slaves carried them to the deck.
"No. no no no." One of the pirates cried out, realizing they were going to throw him out of the ship.
"Now, which one 'o ye be th' most able seaman?" Denman spoke, glancing at each one of them.
"Me, 'o course." All three of them spoke at the same time, giving Denman a huge grin on his face.
"Tis is goin' to be a ruckas." The Captain replied back to the three.
"Cap'n, th' waves be startin' to pick up, th' whole ship be goin' to roll over if we don't do somethin'."
Denman quickly tossed out all of the pirates off the ship, returning to the wheel.
"Gift me that." Denman was in control again, guiding the ship away from the waves and to the fire covered land that could reach the eyes of the sea dogs.
"I spy wit' ye eye land!"
"No shit-barnacles." The Pirate replied back.
"Is the prototype ready?" The Fox asked the wizard.
"Just a few spells and a CPU, then it should be ready." The wizard replied back, applying a spell on the little device.
It was a device called The EMP Nuke. It could eliminate any electric or magical energy in the area. Perfect for disabling an army.
"The humans have already lost. I wish they just surrendered their land."
"I feel the same, buddy." The wizard stopped his work for a moment, turning to the spear wielder.
"What are you in it for?"
"Excuse me?"
"I mean, what are you planning to accomplish after the war ends?"
The Fox stalled for a moment, thinking.
"I do not remember."
"Huh?" The wizard raised an eyebrow.
"My farthest memory is blurry, may be imagination, may be real, I am not sure."
"Well then, what is it?"
The Fox strengthened his gaze on the wizard, twitching his eyes before presumably sending another telepathic message.
"You think? Might explain why you have a human level of intellect and can talk telepathically."
The pirate ship was in the docking progress. A wooden plank that was prying itself out of the ship finally dislodged, falling into the ocean.
"Nowhere to dock the ship."
Everyone stepped onto the ash that covered the entire biome.
"Firey place? Tis gunna make us rich!"
Denman jumped down first, the rest of the crew following his lead.
"Another devil!" Someone called out, pointing at an ordinary dragon.
"ATTACK!" The Captain ordered.
No one was doing anything.
"I reckon 'tis ye honor, Cap'n."
"Extra well..." Denman lunged at the Dragon, firing at it with his cannon gun.
The fire creature took one ball and dodged the rest.
It flew to a ledge, vomiting fire all over the ground, Denman quickly took cover, tossing out one of his mortars.
"How 'bout 'tis?" The cannon launched a cannonball into the air, probably too high.
The dragon grabbed him by the neck and raised him. The Pirate Captain struggled to not get strangled. He didn't want to die like that.
"Crewmates, help!" The Captain cried out, his crew not listening.
The mortar fired another shot, this time it returned, landing just beside Denman's head.
"Useless, ye're all worthless!" The Pirate fired his cannon into his enemy's eyeball, making it drop him.
The missing mortar shot landed on the Dragon, severely injuring it. Denman fired another cannonball into its chest, then placing down a decoy in front of it while he hid.
The dragon took a massive artillery round to its back while it was busy tearing up a painfully obvious bait. It purposely fell into the lava pool to stop itself from falling over.
"Ye in Davy Jones' treasure chest?"
No sound.
"Didn't you have enough, 'captain.'" A non-pirate voice prompted Denman to aim his gun at the source. It was a green haired kid, and his bow fixed on the Captain.
"Who be ye?"
"I'm Jack, The Shadow Hunter I call myself, though, and I would prefer for you to call me that too."
"Whar's me crew?"
"I, uh... Might've killed them all while you were busy fighting my road companion.
"What companion? Whar?"
"That dragon you just defeated is my road companion. He's a Colyte."
"Me crew... I be gonna murder ye!"
Denman lunged at the crew murderer, trying to strangle him.
"W-Wait, We can always find you a new one."
"DON'T FIGHT WIT' ME JIM LADDIE, I DON'T DO JOKES!" He was busy assaulting Jack to realize Ith was slowly getting out of the lava.
"Relax, he's with me." Ith spoke. Denman turned his head back furiously, then turned it towards Jack again.
"I'll gift ye a pass." Denman stood up, ready to shake hands with the dragon creature.
"Shake hands? No." Ith replied back with a grin. The Captain raised an eyebrow of anger before getting hit on the back of the head.
"Why th' muck did ye do that?" Denman turned back furiously.
"You were supposed to go unconscious." Jack replied, scratching the back of his head.
"Is it ready?"
"More ready than you are." The wizard smiled at it, displaying a sign of friendliness.
"Listen, I have never been, and never will be friendly with another person like I am gonna be to you now."
The Spear Wielder opened its mouth, spouting gibberish all over the place.
"Did you mean to talk?"
"Yes... It seems my voice chords have not evolved enough yet."
"Evolved? Your evolving process has been complete for years." The wizard said confusingly.
"It has, but I want to continue, evolve more, be more superior."
"Superior in what sense?"
"Superior in emotion." The Fox replied back.