"You're a fake. You're not my Captain at all!" Deep said, his expression grim as he stood beside the green Monster.
"And what makes you think I'm not Charles?"
Just then, he saw the green centipede in front of him curl its lips into a small smile and, with twitching fingers, quickly write a line in the dirt.
"No matter how well you imitate, even if you take everything from me, there are some things I'll always have that you never will. Because the real Charles would never hurt Lily."
"That's right..." The bandage slowly rose from the soil and stood next to the green Monster.
"Lily is the Captain's most beloved pet. You impostor wouldn't know how much the Captain sacrificed just to save her," chef Plank added, touching his nose.
Gradually, the Narwhal's crew backed away from their Captain, leaving a large, empty space around him. Seeing this, the others who had come down followed suit, all drawing various relics and weapons and aiming them at their former Commander.
