All Aboard!

3 minutes of total bloodshed later..

After slaughtering almost every sailor and soldier on the Industrial Elven ship, Freddick finally found the chef who cooked the plate of food for him. Freddick grabbed the chef by the neck, lifting him up off the ground with only brute strength. You do realize almost everyone on this ship is dead because of you right?" The chef was shaking in his boots. Now tell me something." What shall I do?" What punishment should I lay upon you?" The chef swallowed his spit and said: Please, Sir Pizzaro!" I didn't realize the fish wasn't fully cooked!" Please forgive me!" I swear it won't every happen again!" Freddick sighed and started shaking his head. How could you not see that the fish was raw?" Are you blind?" Tch." How can you can yourself a chef you pile of horse shit?" Freddick thought to himself. He sighed. You know what?" You're not even worth it." Freddick released the chef. Get out of my sight." The chef dropped to his knees and started bowing repeatedly to Freddick, banging his head on the metal ground. Thank you Sir Pizzaro!" Thank very much!" As the chef lifted his head off the ground, a streak of blood started dripping down his head. As the chef ran off to the kitchen, Pizzaro started laughing. I love my job!" I am sure glad that fool Hendrix renounced his throne and fled the country!" Pizzaro continued to laugh as he headed back to his quarters.

Sarah's location... the sea floor...

Based on the information given to her by Queen Ariel, Sarah was able to spot the ship Freddick Pizzaro was on instantly. She placed her hands on the anchor impeded into the sea floor and ripped out with ease. This caused the armored Industrial Elven ship to collide with another. Sarah swam up and started climbing up with the help of some chains that dangled across the ship. As she got on board by the gunport she was spotted by a Industrial Elven soldier. Put your fucking hands up. Sarah sighed. She did as she was told and started walking towards the soldier. Who the fuck are you?" A thief, a smuggler, a spy?" Tch." Either way your are dead. Sarah rolled her eyes. Whatever." Just ad the solider was about to squeeze the trigger of his machine gun, Sarah kicked the gun out of his hands. You bitch!" She then kicked him in the face, knocking out his teeth causing him to fall over the bottom deck into the freezing cold water. Sarah grabbed the gun off the ground and tore it in half like a piece of paper. She quickly ran to the upper deck. Suddnely lights shined on Sarah. Sarah folded her arms. Well, well, well." A royal elven spy?" You bastards just don't when to quit do you?" We have got you fools backs against a iron wall!" A couple of refugee camps left?" Patheic!" Sarah cleared her throat and said: Your name is Freddick Pizzaro right?" Sucked his teeth and said: Yeah, what of it?" Sarah sighed and slightly chuckled. " That's all I need to know." As she clenched her hands into fists, a powerful grey aura began generating around Sarah's body. Freddick started looking at the soldiers with a serious expression on his face. Why are you fools standing around like a couple of statues?!" Kill her!" Hundreds of bullets were coming towards Sarah. As Sarah flexed her muscles, a shockwave occured.