Dylan came to the blood-soaked murder chair and picked it up.
In an instant, the pirates' nearly tangible gaze all focused on Dylan.
If looks could kill, Dylan would have been killed dozens of times already.
If Caspar hadn't been killed, they wouldn't have handed the initiative to Gerhard.
Gerhard gave this seemingly inconspicuous middle-aged man — Dylan — an extra glance, sensing something deeper.
Scout Puki had ambushed and killed Caspar; no one knew its exact skill level, but they all silently ranked Dylan as Gold Level, and a very insidious one at that.
Anyone who saw how Caspar died would feel the brutality in it...
Retracting his gaze, Gerhard spoke loudly, "We should still have some time, we need to gather all our forces! You have to call the people from Blood Shark over, Wind Feather is taller and better suited for defense!"
"Defense? What enemy?"
"What if everyone comes over, what happens to Blood Shark?"
