As I stare into calloused and piercing eyes I see myself, right through my own disguise and I know that the day draws near. I tell the crew “Boys, cast your fears aside and lift the anchors, hoist the sails, our enemy shall not prevail! We fight for glory, honor, pride (and he from whom we cannot hide)!” As the ship passes into the shade of night and we shake away the last signs of light we feel our power grow inside. I tell the crew “This night we fight to die, so load the cannons, draw your swords, we'll never bow to holy lords!” The demon ship, and her evil crew went into battle to their doom!
The captain watched her sink. He couldn't save the hull. The fate of his brave crew? A pile of bones and skulls.