Millenium strolled through the town, not at all caring about all the stares he was getting. While he would've preferred not to engage with random strangers, he realized he needed some way of figuring out where he was, and he had yet to see a map anywhere.
As if on cue, a punkish-looking human approached him. "Hey, buddy, you look like you need some help."
The black and red Slizer nodded, "I need transport off this island."
"Transport? Well, lucky for you, I, the great Bigalo, would be willing to give you a lift out of here," the punk pirate declared. "In exchange for a favor."
"Goodbye," Millenium droned as he turned around.
Bigalo gawked before scrambling to catch up, "Waitwaitwait! I'm serious! My crew and I have an…errand to run here on Hannabal, and you seem like a guy who could help us out."
As the pirate stopped in front of him, Millenium made his position clear, "Give me the details of this 'errand' and how long it will take to complete it."
"Nothing serious, it's just a little race between pirates," Bigalo explained, "It starts tomorrow and should end that same day. After that, we'll sail you out of here."
"Then lead me to your crew," the Slizer gestured.
Millenium sighed in annoyance over the situation he was in. He'd agreed to this obviously shady deal and now he found himself sitting in what seemed to be a giant multiplex for pirates, with the level they were currently on being some sort of mess hall.
Meanwhile, Bigalo introduced the Slizer to his crew, "Guys, this is Bigfoot. He'll be helping us out with the race."
As the crew cheered at the new addition, Millenium cut in, "Don't get so excited. I'm not becoming part of the crew." He then addressed the captain, "And you, Vigaro, just remember that you owe me when we're done with this race."
"It's Bigalo," the captain corrected, "And don't worry about it. Of course we're gonna-"
At that moment, a small group of pirates approached them, "Hey, you, how much for the robot?"
"That depends, how much are you offering?" Bigalo asked. He was quickly knocked out by Millenium bringing his fist down on his head.
"I'm not for sale," the Slizer informed them.
The new pirate crew whispered amongst themselves for a few seconds before one of them asked, "Well, are you on sale?"
Millenium struggled to keep his temper reigned in, so instead, he spawned a disk in his hand, "You humans like money, right? Take this disk and sell it. I'm sure you can get a good deal for it."
While this satisfied the pirates he was dealing with, Millenium didn't count on another group of pirates. And this group wasn't satisfied with just a disk. As a result, his already-limited patience was stretched even thinner. "I'm not for sale." Getting an idea, the black and red Slizer addressed Bigalo and his crew, "You wouldn't want any other pirate to poach me, would you? I suggest you deal with this."
That was all the Bigalo Pirates (as he was calling them) needed to hear. Unfortunately, as Millenium had dreaded, they weren't very tactful and ended up starting a fight; and in a crowded area like this, the fight grew into a free-for-all.
In an effort to keep out of the battle, Millenium stuck to the wall. Naturally, at least a few pirates targeted him anyway, so he fended them off with disks or an occasional kick. "Ugh, it's just one thing after another with this planet," the Slizer complained. The unending stream of enemies made him finally lose his temper. Millenium slammed one pirate to the ground and, before he could get up, crushed his torso underfoot.
One of the enemy pirates took particular offense to this, "Hey, my homosexual lover!"
"Let's get him, guys!" another pirate yelled.
Millenium cursed himself mentally for drawing so much attention to himself. And since Bigalo's crew were occupied with all the other fighters around, Millenium had to deal with it all on his own.
It was a good ten minutes before everything died down, and once it did, Millenium reconvened with Bigalo. "Let's get back your ship…wherever that is," the Slizer suggested.
Bigalo nodded, "Good idea, Bigfoot. Help me round up the crew and we'll be on our way."
The two went about informing any crewmembers who were still conscious of their departure and worked together to carry any unconscious members.
"I can't help but notice how more than half your crew was knocked out in that battle," Millenium pointed out with disappointment. There were so many unconscious crewmembers that he'd needed to shift forms and use his motorcycle to haul extra crewmembers.
"Well, what did you expect? In a place like this, there are strong enemies everywhere," Bigalo laughed.
Despite the captain's cocky attitude, Millenium had the feeling that it was that their crew was simply weak. As they got outside, they were treated to something unusual.
"Freeze!"
Standing there, holding them at gunpoint was a young child. The child was dressed in brown overalls, a long-sleeved blue shirt, and a white hat that covered most of their reddish-brown hair.
The pirate crewed stared the kid down for a brief moment before bursting into laughter. Amongst all the laughs were a series of snarks.
"Seriously!? A kid!?" "What kind of kid takes on a whole crew!?" "They haven't even shot and I'm already dying! Hahaha!"
One of the crew (whom Millenium was designating as "Random Pirate 42") calmed down and stepped forward, drawing a gun of his own, "Want me to take care of this, Captain?"
"Hold on," Millenium raised a hand in front of the guy, "Just look at this tiny human. They're shaking. I doubt they'll even pull the trigger." Contrary to his belief, the child did indeed pull the trigger, prompting Millenium to hold up a disk in front of Bigalo to shield him from the bullet.
Bigalo growled and forced Millenium's arm down, drawing a sword, "Why you little-" He was ready to take a slash when the black and red Slizer got in his way. "What are you doing?"
"I have a suggestion," Millenium said. "What do you say that we make this tiny human work for us as a punishment?"
Putting a hand to his chin, Bigalo gave the suggestion some thought, "Hmm, that does sound like a good idea."
One of the crewmates, Random Pirate 27, raised an eyebrow, "Why do you keep saying 'tiny human?' Don't you know a little girl when you see one?"
"Wait, girl? I thought he was a boy," Random Pirate 24 said.
That sparked a small argument between the conscious members of the crew before Bigalo held up a hand to silence them, "Boys, boys, there's an easy way to settle this. Bigfoot, hold up the kid for me."
Millenium did so, and before anyone could question Bigalo, the captain hit the kid in the groin with a light punch.
"It's a girl," Bigalo declared.
"Hahaha, damn, boss, can't say I was expecting that!" RP 32 laughed.
"If this matter is settled, then let's get back to the ship already," Millenium growled. Thankfully, Bigalo and the crew heeded his request.
Once they got back to the ship, Bigalo stretched and yawned, "Alright, Bigfoot, keeping that kid here was your idea, so you keep an eye on her for the night."
Millenium shifted back into his default form and gave a half-hearted salute, "Aye aye, captain."
After returning to Bigalo's extravagant pirate ship, the crew began resting and relaxing to prepare for the race tomorrow. To ensure the girl didn't try anything funny in the meantime, she was set in a corner with Millenium watching her intently.
"Out of curiosity, what made you decide to take on a pirate crew with nothing but a pistol?" the Slizer asked.
The girl hesitated for a bit, but soon answered, "I was told if I killed some pirates and brought their heads back with me, I'd get the medicine I need for my grandpa. Most of your crew was unconscious, so I thought you'd be easy targets."
Millenium nodded politely, "Are you sure? These are pirates we're talking about. How do you know they weren't just tricking you for free labor?"
"I don't care if it was a trick! If there's a chance to help my grandpa, then I'll take it!" the girl shouted as she stood up. When the Slizer didn't bother responding, she sat back down, hugging her knees to her chest. "…Why'd you save me?" she asked. Millenium still said nothing, so she continued, "They would've killed me, but you stopped them."
"Because this is a crew of fools, and I'll need all the help I can get," the Slizer answered. "By the way, do you have a name? It would be easier than just calling you 'tiny human.'"
"My name's Anaguma," the girl informed him.
"I'll try to remember that," Millenium nodded. "Now, I suggest you shut down for the night. You'll need all your energy for tomorrow."
At the crack of dawn, the Bigalo pirates prepped the ship and took their place at the base of the mountain.
"Alright, boys, the race should start any minute! You all ready!?" Bigalo asked.
Most of the crew cheered, but one of them asked, "Hey, Captain, it looks like we're positioned to sail up the mountain."
"Yeah, so?"
"So, this isn't the Reverse Mountain. How are we supposed to get up there?"
Bigalo just laughed, "Relax, guys. They wouldn't start the race in a spot like this without a plan. I'm sure they'll give us a sign any minute now."
Millenium just shook his head at the captain's flimsy logic. He quickly perked up, though, when his sensors detected faint changes in the weather. Next thing he, or anyone else knew, a strong gust of wind propelled the ship forward through a tunnel near the base of the mountain.
Anaguma clung to Millenium's leg while the Bigalo's crew scrambled to keep the ship steady.
Once they were out of the tunnel, they found themselves in a large river coursing through the town.
Millenium could hardly believe the amount of people cheering for them, "I didn't think anyone would pay any attention to us, but it looks like we're the underdogs."
"Take in the cheers, boys! Winning this race isn't just gonna bring us cash, it's gonna launch us to a whole new level of fame!" Bigalo shouted, to which the crew cheered.
"Hey, Captain!" RP 51 called out. To Millenium's surprise, this particular pirate wasn't human. Instead, he was more like an anthropomorphic badger. "Look at that ship over there! It's got a Marine symbol crossed out on its sails!"
Bigalo peered over to one of the other rivers and spotted the ship in question. "That thing must be Gasparde's ship, The Salamander. Sure is fancy."
"You think a steam-powered ship is fancy? This world really is low-tech," Millenium muttered, "And who is Gasparde?"
Anaguma kindly explained it to him, "He's an ex-Marine, and the one who organized this whole race." She lowered her head, "He's the one who sent me on a mission to kill a pirate."
"I see," the gold-headed Slizer commented. Seeing the river start to incline, he held onto Anaguma and grabbed the railing.
As the crew sailed on, other ships passed them or stayed side by side with them, including a ship with a giant drill in the front, and a ship manned by a pair of giants just to name a few. The slope of the river got steeper and steeper until the ship was sailing almost directly upward. After a minute, the river leveled out, only for them to go shooting off a waterfall at the top of the mountain.
"I forget if I've said this before, but this world's geography defies all reason," Millenium said as he kept his grip on the tiny human.
Thankfully, the ship landed with capsizing or taking damage. However, this meant they had to deal with all the other surviving ships. One such ship pulled up right alongside them and deployed a series of large spears on their right side, clearly intending to impale Bigalo's ship.
"Somebody, load the cannons!" "There's not enough time!" "Oh, God, we're all gonna die!"
Millenium spawned a disk in his hand and threw it, severing the lances. "Load the cannons! Fire a broadside!" he commanded.
The crew quickly did as he commanded and fired, utterly wrecking the enemy ship.
The next issue they had to deal with was boarding from another enemy ship.
Seeing the battle as beneath him, Millenium hopped up onto the quarterdeck next to the helmsman so he wouldn't have to get directly involved. Among the crowd, he spotted Anaguma making her way to him. To his pleasant surprise, he saw that she was carrying a pistol. The moment she reached him, he gave her instructions, "You came here to kill some pirates, right? Well, shoot anyone who comes near me."
Anaguma was taken aback by the order, "B-But I-" Before she could finish her protest, an enemy pirate came running at her, sword at the ready. In a panic, she aimed her gun and fired, taking him down.
"Excellent work," Millenium said, ignoring the shocked look on the girl's face. Scanning over the crowd, he locked onto the various enemy pirates and threw disks at them one by one, acting as a sort of sniper for the Bigalo Pirates. As a result, the battle ended much more quickly, with the Bigalo Pirates as the victors.
"We did it, boys!" Bigalo shouted, getting cheers from those left standing. "You too, kid!"
Anaguma stared off into space for a moment before running over to the railing and vomiting over the side.
Bigalo chuckled, "Heh, kids are so soft. Am I right, Bigfoot?"
"A good number of your crew were killed or knocked out, and that was just dealing from one enemy ship," Millenium pointed out. Seeing another ship approaching them from behind, he sighed, "Excuse me a minute." He spawned a disk in each hand and fused them together before throwing the new disk at the enemy ship, critically damaging it. After that, he called out to the rest of the crew, "Reload the cannons! If any other ships try to attack us, fire at will!"
"Wow. You never cease to amaze me, Bigfoot," Bigalo grinned. As the ship twisted and turned down the river, his grin fell, and he jabbed a thumb in Anaguma's direction. "Now, mind doing something about the kid? She'll just be dead weight if she stays like that."
Millenium followed the captain's thumb and saw that Anaguma was sitting in fetal position. He looked back at Bigalo, "Why don't you deal with her?"
Bigalo shrugged, "Simple. I hate kids. Actually, I think everyone here hates kids." He looked down at the deck and yelled, "Hey, how many of you guys hate kids?!"
Every pirate who was able raised their hand. "YO!"
"See?" Bigalo grinned, turning back to Millenium, "Plus, it was your idea to bring her along, so that makes her your problem."
Millenium looked around to see that they'd exited the river and left the island's boarders, "Well, I suppose we have some free time. Fine."
"Great," the captain smiled. "Now, if you'll excuse me," he walked back down to the deck, "Hey, don't tell me we're in last place!"
Sighing, Millenium confronted the little girl, "Care to tell me what the problem is?"
"I…I killed people," Anaguma replied.
"Why do you seem so disturbed? That's what you came to do in the first place, isn't it? What's the difference?" Millenium asked nonchalantly.
Anaguma's eyes started tearing up, "They're dead. I killed them. They're de-"
Millenium shook his head, not knowing how to deal with a child's trauma. He sighed again, "Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?"
The girl took a breath and managed to calm down a bit, "Can I have some water?"
Nodding, Millenium walked to the ship's kitchen. When he came back out, he saw that it had started to snow. Some of Bigalo's crew had even started an impromptu snowball fight. Returning his attention to Anaguma, he gave this chat another go, "Look at it this way. Now, you can get that medicine for your grandpa."
Anaguma said nothing but nodded.
Taking that as a good sign, Millenium took a page from the rest of the crew and made a snowball, which he threw at Anaguma. To his pleasant surprise, this helped even more, and the girl made a snowball of her own to join in the "battle."
Eventually, the snowfall stopped and Bigalo made an announcement, "Alright, boys! We're coming up on the finish…line."
Everyone looked on in awe of the sight before them. Dozens of ships from the race had been blown to bits. Not only that, but the supposed goal they were sailing toward was a Navy stronghold.
"What the hell?" "What's going one!?" "Good thing we came in last place!"
"Why the hell is the Pose pointing toward this place?" Bigalo asked as he held up the Pose in question.
Millenium walked up beside him and held out a hand, "Let me see that Pose." He inspected the Pose until he spotted something: the label was a metal plate. "Captain, do you have something to pry this off with?" Getting a knife from Bigalo, he removed the metal label, revealing a printed one underneath.
"Navarone!?" Bigalo screamed upon reading the label. "Why the hell would they give us a Pose pointing there?!"
Suddenly, Millenium's mind started racing as he began putting pieces together.
"And who is Gasparde?" "He's an ex-Marine, and the one who organized this whole race." "He's the one who sent me on a mission to kill a pirate." "How do you know they weren't just tricking you for free labor?"
'Lead organizer. Duplicitous nature,' the Slizer thought. "Someone. Anyone. Is Gasparde's ship among the remains.
Some of the crew looked overboard. "Doesn't look like it," Random Pirate 59 reported.
"We've been set up. All of us," Millenium declared. "Do we have a way to track Gasparde?"
The badger man on the crew raised his hand, "Leave it to me! I can smell the steam from his boat! We can follow that!"
"Then what are we waiting for!? Let's get some payback, boys!" Bigalo declared, to which the crew roared in agreement.
And so, the band of pirates sailed through the gathering storm, tracking Gasparde's scent. Soon enough, the steam-powered pirate ship came into view.
"Annnd fire!" Bigalo ordered. His crew obliged and fired the ship's cannons. A couple of them hit, prompting Gasparde's crew to start returning fire.
"I'll finish this," Millenium declared. He spawned some disks and tried his double-disk combo that he'd used earlier in the race. But, to his surprise, a long, green spike extended from Gasparde's ship and pierced the disk, making it explode before it could hit its target. "Well, that's interesting. Men, get in close! We're taking the fight right to them!"
"Hey, I'm the captain, so I give the orders!" Bigalo objected angrily. He quickly calmed down, though, "But yeah, what he said, boys!"
With their new plan in mind, Millenium switched from offense to defense and used his disks to counter enemy cannon fire. Once Bigalo's ship got alongside the Salamander, Millenium shifted into his biker form and leapt onto the enemy ship, leading the charge. Quickly shifting back to his default form, he shouted, "Where's Gasparde!?"
"I'm right here." A tall, muscular, big-faced man with medium-length hair and a white long coat answered. "What do you want?"
Before Millenium could answer, Bigalo stole his thunder, brandishing a sword, "I'll tell you what I want! I'm pissed you almost got us killed, and I'm looking for payback!"
"Payback? Anything goes in this race, remember?" Gasparde pointed out nonchalantly.
"Yeah? Well, that doesn't mean I have to like it!" As his own crew began clashing with Gasparde's, Bigalo charged at the former Marine, screaming like a maniac.
Millenium watched on as Gasparde raised a fist and brought it down on Bigalo's head, flooring him instantly. The Slizer was about to take his turn when Bigalo drew a hidden knife and slashed at the general's ankle.
"What the hell is that?" Bigalo muttered. His blade had sliced clean through Gasparde's leg. But instead of blood, a sticky, green substance oozed from the wound, which quickly sealed itself back up. He glanced up at the former Marine, "Don't tell me you ate a Devil Fruit."
"The Candy-Candy Fruit," Gasparde clarified as he raised his fist once more. This time, his punch was so strong that it sent Bigalo through the floor to the lower level.
"Hmm," Millenium hummed as he assessed the situation, "You seem troublesome, but I'm sure I can-"
"Hold it."
Out of the crowd stumbled a badly beaten man in a hat and yellow jacket. Millenium noted he also had a red hook tattoo on his left cheek. "I've been waiting for this moment for eight years, and I'm not-"
Millenium interrupted him by gripping his shoulder, getting his attention, "Excuse me, sir." Before the guy could say anything, Millenium spawned a disk in his hand and bonked him on the head, knocking him out. He then returned his attention to Gasparde. "Alright, now let's end this."
Gasparde's grin widened as he charged in, punching wildly.
Spawning an extra disk, Millenium used them as improvised shields to protect himself. He was forced to give ground, though, awkwardly backing through the crowd of warring pirates. "You should see yourself," the Slizer taunted. "No grace, no coordination, and you haven't even figured out the cunning plan I've devised!"
That bluff at the end of that sentence made Gasparde growl and, for his next punch, transformed his fist into a green spike.
While shocked, Millenium tried not to drop his guard. This was difficult what with all the fighting going on around them. He was soon forced to split his focus to avoid stray slashes and bullets from the pirates around him. Unfortunately, this allowed Gasparde to start landing hits, and it was all Millenium could do to block his spike hand.
At one point, Gasparde managed to grab Millenium by the wrist. "You're the most advanced machine I've ever seen, and you can't even put up a fight. Pathetic," he thrust his candy spike, only for the Slizer to pivot out of the way, so the spike ended up stabbing some random member of Bigalo's crew.
"I'm pathetic?" Millenium repeated as he wrenched his wrist free. "Then you won't mind if I leave!" He stomped as hard as he could, smashing the deck and sending himself to the floor below. Knowing he only had seconds before Gasparde followed, he looked around and spotted Bigalo picking himself up once again.
The Slizer quickly grabbed the pirate captain by the shoulders, "Quickly, do Devil Fruit users have any weaknesses?"
"Well, they can't swim, but-"
"Of course, that's it! How could I forget?" Millenium exclaimed. He combed through his memory banks and remembered when Apis had explained Devil Fruits to him and his comrades.
The realization came not a moment too soon as Gasaparde hopped down through the hole Millenium had made. "We're not done!" He yelled.
Millenium started running, spotting some stairs back to the upper deck, "Then try and catch me!" As the Slizer ran, he felt a hand, likely Gasparde's, grab his shoulder. Without even looking back, he used a disk to bash the hand, splattering it into green ooze. He quickly got back onto the main deck where he found that it had started pouring rain. As he started formulating a strategy, he turned around as Gasparde came out onto the deck too.
"We're in open water," the former Marine said with a grin. "Run all over this ship if you want, but I'll catch you soon enough. That should keep me entertained for a bit."
"That's what you think. Remember that cunning plan of mine? I'll be enacting it within minutes," Millenium bragged.
Gasparde cracked his knuckles, "My Devil Fruit is a Logia type. No matter how clever this plan of yours is, it can't hurt me."
Millenium hummed, "Well, either way, you've caught me. Are you going to finish me off?"
Rather than answer verbally, Gasparde's hands turned green and his fingers sharpened into razor sharp points.
Amidst the mass brawl on the ship, the two fighters stared each other down. Millenium backed up against the deck's railing, letting the general come to him. 'Alright, this is my one chance. If I mess up, he likely won't fall for it again,' Millenium thought to himself.
The Slizer sidestepped so Gasparde's swipe destroyed a section of the railing. Positioning himself so the general was in between him and the edge, Millenium punched two holes in the deck and tore it up, flipping up a chunk of the deck. He then thrust his arms out, shoving the section of the deck into Gasparde, pushing him overboard.
However, before he could relax, a slimy green hand busted through the deck piece, reaching for the railing. Millenium wasn't having it, though, and threw a disk, destroying the hand and ensuring that Gasparde fell into the ocean.
Relieved that it was over, Millenium yelled as loud as he could, "Gasparde has fallen!" That made all the pirates pause their battle as they focused on him.
"You serious, Bigfoot?" one of Bigalo's men asked.
"Yes, I'm serious! What's not to believe? I did it on the deck where anyone could see!" Millenium answered. "Now, to all members of Gasparde's crew, if you surrender now, you will be spared. Does that sound like a fair deal?"
The members of Gasparde's crew looked amongst themselves, but before they could answer, an explosion rocked the Salamander.
"What was that!?" "Those bastards must've planted a bomb!" "We've gotta get to the lifeboats!"
Millenium took that as a sign to leave the scene, "Bigalo Pirates! Back to the ship!"
"That's not our name!" one of said pirates called out.
"It is now!" Bigalo claimed, having recovered enough to make his way back up to the deck. "Now let's get out of here!"
All the pirates began scurrying about to escape the now-sinking Salamander. Once the Bigalo Pirates were all aboard, they began sailing for the nearest island, settling down in a cove.
Bigalo himself peered off into the distance from the cave they'd taken shelter in, "Man, that's a big cyclone. Guess that's what all that rain was about," he shrugged it off and faced Millenium. "You did good, Bigfoot. And you can do even better if you shut the kid up."
Millenium gazed behind the pirate to see Anaguma sitting on the ground sobbing loudly. He groaned and walked over to her, "What's wrong?"
"M-My Grandpa was on the ship!" she forced out.
After a moment's thought, the red and black Slizer put a hand on her shoulder, "Calm down. There were probably lifeboats aboard that other ship. He probably managed to board one. All we have to do is wait for them to show up."
"Really?" Anaguma asked, getting a bit of hope in her eyes.
"Of course," Millenium nodded.
Bigalo interrupted, "Well, we're not going anywhere in this storm. Let's turn in for the night."
"Hey, captain? There any more room in there?" the badger man of the crew asked from the cave's entrance.
"Sorry, boys, no room to spare," Bigalo claimed as he started getting comfy on the ground.
Millenium simply walked to the entrance and addressed the rest of the crew, "Don't listen to him. Get in there."
The crew cheered and started crowding into the cave for shelter, much to Bigalo's dismay.
The next morning, Anaguma ran up to the coastline, hoping to spot something, anything that might indicate her grandfather was alive.
"I see it! I see him! Heeey! Grandpa!" the little girl called out.
Millenium followed her gaze and saw that there were indeed some lifeboats heading in their direction. As he looked on, he was reminded that the lifeboats were occupied by the remnants of Gasparde's crew.
Fortunately, Bigalo and his crew were ready for this, drawing their weapons in preparation. "You bastards ready to finish things!?" Bigalo taunted.
"Relax, we give up," one of Gasparde's men said. "Gasparde is gone, and if I'm being honest, he wasn't that great a boss."
"Yeah, he didn't even remember my birthday!" another one of them shouted.
Bigalo growled but lowered his weapon, "Ugh, spoil the fun why don't you?"
Peering through the crowd, Millenium spotted Anaguma approaching him with an old man in tow, plus the man in yellow he'd knocked out back on Gasparde's ship.
The old man's eyes widened upon seeing the Slizer, "Well I'll be. And I thought the Salamander was advanced." He shook off his surprise when the man in yellow walked past him, "Shuraiya?"
Millenium said nothing as the now-named Shuraiya came to a stop in front of him…and bowed.
"Thank you for taking care of my little sister."
If Millenium had eyebrows, he would've raised one of them for that, "And here I thought you would want payback for me knocking you out."
"What you've done for her is more important than what you did to me," Shuraiya replied, rising back up.
"Well then, you're welcome, I suppose," the Slizer shrugged. He looked back at Bigalo. "I held up my end of the deal and the storm has cleared up. Let's begin sailing at once."
Bigalo shrugged, "Eh, fair enough. Off we go, boys!"
Once they were back on the seas, Millenium stood near the bow of the ship, gazing off into the distance, wondering how his fellow aliens were faring.