“Gah!” Brand howled at the sky like a bloodthirsty beast, ready to take on the gods themselves. The muscles along his toned body tightened as he said, “You bastard. You’re going to have to take responsibility for what you said. Chief Skylar may have forbidden me from killing you, but that doesn’t mean I can’t beat you to a bloody, cripled pulp.”
“Does that madman want to die? He’s never going to survive.”
“Let's just watch and see how he’s going to deal with this! That ignorant, arrogant jackass.”
“Just wait for Brand to stomp him into the ground. He’ll teach that prick a proper lesson.”
The commotion grew around the tent, the pirates gradually getting more and more excited. Soon, their guns were down and their arms were waving wildly in the air as they roared for Brand to crush
