"I will smite you, foul beast!"

Gillion yelled the words across the deck, charging at the training dummies that had been poorly set up by Jay.

The waves rocked the boat back and forth calmly, no creaking sounds audible from how calm the ocean was.

Chip and Jay were off doing their own thing somewhere deep in the ship while Gillion stayed, breeze making him appear heroic and sun casting him in a flattering light.