1447 Golden Hook

Tim opened his Book of Treasures, while invisible, and slowly moved it toward the golden hook that the Captain Hook had on his left hand.

The captain was seemingly half drunk, alcohol completely covering his thick beard, his tricorne completely slipping to the side.

As he was doing it, a voice quickly shut down every word in the bar.

"Who dares cause a ruckus in my bar?" a man with thin blonde hair, wearing dark red pirate garments and a silver eyepatch walked out.

He looked toward the big man who now had turned toward the man who had appeared.

Silvereye.

"Who are you? And why do you—"

Silvereye paused in his words as he stared at the figure. He stared for a moment before raising his left hand and raising his hand. He snapped his finger.

Suddenly, the enormous man turned into motes of light, disappearing before everyone's eyes.