[3rd Person POV]
"Boss, there is something out there," a pirate came running and barged into the room.
"Boss, the water had become still; please come outside," came another one, totally disheveled.
"What's this commotion? Can't you guys handle a few beasts trying to attack us? Are you guys purposely trying to mock me?" The Redbeard shouted again, but an ominous feeling arose in his heart.
"Tsk, let's check. First, I will one-shot that pesky creature, and then I would need to kill a few of you to make an example," he added and started to walk towards the deck.
His heart was full of bitterness. "He has never been defeated and shamed like this. If he doesn't have something to show for it, he will be more humiliated. You will have to do beast; I just hope you are decent enough in size."
However, just as he stepped his foot on deck, he felt something deep in his aching bones. Something he rarely felt: the need to run for life.
