"Woohh! That was a good show, lads!" Rokkaku roared triumphantly, admiring all the carnage they had caused. There would be wood washing up on the shore for days, perhaps even weeks. If they are lucky, a few bodies might wash up too – then they might have the opportunity to return them to their family.
"Heh, the whole port is ours." Morohira chuckled lightly, seeing that the water around them was completely devoid of ships or life. An area that was normally bustling with trade activity had been rendered completely silent by a ship as meagre as theirs, and a crew as small. Only the Europeans could ever stand the chance of contesting them.
"We could go and rob the people on the port too. There isn't anyone that can stand against us. We keep some people on the ship to fire the cannon, what d'ya say? We'd get loads more loot." Il suggested, his greed overwhelming him.