"OLIVIA!" Claire shouted when she saw Olivia was sent flying away. Michael did not even linger around to see Olivia fall down. He started to drag the reaper away from the captain's cabin to the mainsail pole.
Boom!
Halfway to the mainsail pole, he threw the reaper as the reaper slammed against the pole. The pole swayed, creating a creaking noise. The reaper struggled to stand up. He knew he was going to die but he didn't want to go down without a fight. It took great strength to retrieve the silver dagger from his waist.
"Ssshhhhggggssss" the reaper growled. Without the tongue, no one could make a sense out of his growl. As he walked towards the reaper, Michael's sword materialized in his hand from the system storage. He only took out one sword because one was more than enough for what's on his mind.
The reaper barely stood straight holding the dagger at Michael.
"Stand down idiot"
"He's dead"
"What's his cultivation level?"
