As Obe and the others sped toward the shore at full speed, Burufatt also arrived before the enemy.
"Hahahaha! Long time no see, Skypegate. What, not following your big brother around today?"
Burufatt, lurking beneath the sea, suddenly leaped upward, smashing straight through the hull and bursting out from beneath the deck.
Seeing the shocked expressions of everyone aboard, the fierce Fighting Fishman let out a smug laugh.
"You... Burufatt! You bastard!"
Watching Burufatt destroy his flagship alone and then brazenly appear before him, Skypegate's eyes were filled with anger and wariness.
As one of the three officers guarding the waters around Fenrir Island, he and Fogg were actually a notch weaker than Burufatt. Of the three, only Foll, who had always remained on Fenrir Island, was qualified to contend with the Fish-Man before them.
"Can't even speak properly when you see me? What a disappointment, Skypegate."
The pirates aboard fell into chaos after the ship was damaged. For a moment, instead of surrounding Burufatt, they let him stand boldly in the middle of the deck.
"The ship's been punched through!"
"Not good, water's getting into the cabins..."
"What about the keel? Is the keel okay?!"
"Where's the repair crew? Get over here!"
"B-but the enemy is still on the ship..."
Noisy voices rose and fell, and the entire deck became a mess, filled with shouts and curses.
"Hey! All of you, stop right now! Repair crew, patch the hole! Everyone else, come with me and kill this guy!"
Skypegate's roar silenced all the pirates aboard.
These pirates were no rookies either. After a brief bout of chaos, they reorganized according to Skypegate's orders.
Burufatt had no intention of taking advantage of the moment. He still stood with his arms crossed, watching everyone aboard with a mocking expression.
"Thirty seconds.