Upon hearing the wrench's words, everyone's eyes turned to him. Seeing the look of utter, mocking disdain on the man's face, Captain Kelas suddenly drew his large-caliber Flintlock Gun and blew his brains out.
At this moment, he absolutely could not let the situation spiral out of control.
CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! The sharp sounds of his clapping drew everyone's attention.
"Are you still my crew?! Is this little difficulty enough to scare you witless? Show me the same spirit you had when we fought that *thing* in the sea!" he roared. "Whatever this is, who the hell says it can defeat us?! We aren't afraid of death, so why would we be afraid of this?"
Sensing the crew's morale rising, Kelas continued to placate them. "So what if we have to stay another ten years? This ship is our home. Being here is like being home! Don't you all go home every day?
