"Good! Now Finish them off! No need to take any prisoner!"
Transferring his gaze towards the wheel of the enemy's ship, Lord Kite was easily able to sense how Remus and co. were on their very last legs.
Just one more push seemed to be enough to make them topple.
Thus the large bear like man let out his triumphant order while shaking his large fist in the air with glee.
They had been delayed here for long enough, and Lord Kite was eager to make up for lost time and be done with all this here right now.
So that they could finally start heading to their real objective.
'I hope the positions on the island have not been overrun.' And the expectation was such that Lord Kite even began to shed all concerns for this battle, determining it to be already inked into the history books as his victory, and instead began to worry about what was to come.