"It's time to leave these feeble seas, Teach."
Gently setting down the newspaper in his hand, Lubbock rubbed the silver claw on his index finger.
He glanced at Teach beside him, whose chest lay bare, his arms wrapped around two scantily clad beauties sitting on his lap.
"Yeah."
Teach pushed the women in his arms away, then stood and strode to the bow, staring out at the distant sea with burning eyes.
"These feeble seas aren't bad, but they're not where I belong. You're right, Lubbock. It's time to return to the New World and claim the throne that belongs to us."
"The New World's been lively! Two old bastards got beaten and knocked off their thrones. One dead, one on the run."
"Zehahahaha! Our time is coming!"
Teach spread his arms and laughed with wild abandon.
His laughter seemed to echo throughout heaven and earth, and he radiated the unmistakable presence of a king.
His companions watched his broad back, excited smiles on their faces and exhilaration stirring in their hearts.
This was their captain, a man with ambition and strength, destined to stand at the pinnacle of the seas.
And they would follow Teach to claim the throne that belonged to them.
After years of consolidation, Teach, whose strength had already been growing rapidly, was a far cry from his former self.
Years of fighting in the Sky Arena had given Teach ample experience, forming a foundation that he had steadily absorbed over the past few years.
Beyond that, he had found a group of companions with tremendous potential during his voyage through the Four Seas.
Teach's name had long since become known throughout the seas thanks to the Sky Arena.
As a crew led by a young monster from the New World, the Black Emperor Pirates caused