"Those damn devil-forsaken undeads! Tch, we'll get back at them when we obtain the Kraken's core," Captain Jack said with a fiery expression, although Khan could easily see beyond his exterior and noticed the man was as calm as ever.
Instead of rage, what could be seen in his eyes was actually nothing but disdain and mockery.
'There really is more to a person than their physical bearing...' Khan thought to himself even though his face remained as poker-faced as ever.
"Now that that is done, we can continue on our magnificent quest. Our next stop is just close by..." Captain Jack said, and suddenly, he started drawing strange runic lines in the air with a dark brush that suddenly appeared in his hand. As he drew, he chanted a set of incomprehensible words.
Golden Tickets and Power stones are greatly appreciated. Gracias Pomeros...