"That's great...
"He may be strong, but he's only made of flesh and blood.
"Let's see how well he holds up to hellfire and brimstone!"
Barton's eyes narrowed into a line.
He had been utterly humiliated when he ran like a dog with its tail between its legs.
It was time to redeem himself.
"Inform all ships to prepare to set off!" Barton shouted in an imposing manner.
"Boss, bad news!
"One of our ships seems to be sinking!"
The underling pointed to a ship behind them.
The ship was sinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The people on the ship were all panicking. They did not seem to know what had hit them.
"To sink at such speed... Just how poorly maintained was it...?
"Forget it. I don't want this ship anymore! Let's make this quick."
Barton frowned.
How unfortunate. They had lost a ship before they even set off.
It must be because he didn't take good care of himself.