Power

As the crew members occupying the control station bore witness to the bone-chilling scene unfolding before their very eyes, a suffocating sense of dread swept over them, causing panic to ignite within their hearts. Fear tightened its grip, rendering them helpless, their voices stifled to mere whispers as they choked back sobs, fearful of making the slightest noise that could potentially draw the attention of the monstrous presence lurking in their midst.

At this moment, the man with gills on his fave as well as the Kirkard and the two others who had managed to fight off the remnants of the Pirates burst through the door leading to the passageway.

Upon seeing them, David warned in a serious tone. "Retreat backwards, this guy is extremely dangerous!"

The man with peculiar gills on his face let out a snort, expelling a mouthful of gas that dissipated into the surrounding air, resembling evaporating steam.