"Let the power of the Evil Spirit Calamity radiate across the seas!"
"He wouldn't actually do that, would he?!"
"A while back, this Zorn Corick secretly unleashed the Evil Spirit Calamity multiple times in Ogrande City, killing countless people."
"His methods were also incredibly vicious when he established the Steam Spirit Realm in the Ancient Porcelain Holy City."
"Even the notoriously fierce captain of the Blood Sail Pirate Gang treats him with the utmost respect. This kid is no pushover!"
"Why the hell did that idiot have to go and provoke this damn Evil Spirit for no reason?"
As Zorn, the Evil Spirit, spoke, panic gripped everyone in the hall.
'If you didn't get tough with these pirates, they'd walk all over you.'
Now they had quieted down.
It wasn't that they had learned to respect Zorn; it was because they knew he could actually wipe them all out.
Just as a deathly silence fell over the conference hall,
A deep, resonant voice rang out.
