Bastian held a fuse that he was about to light in order to cause chaos and destruction.
He was doing this for the first time. The old owner of this body had not managed to cause such widespread horror. Neither had he even contemplated blowing up an entire city. Frankly, Bastian felt like he had reached a new low, but still he felt high on the adrenaline and the metallic taste in his mouth. Surely, once he would do this, he would be alright with everything else as well. This would make him a real pirate, a real man, along with conquering the scorned woman who was his accomplice in this all. This would cause his mind to bend with the will of violence in order to be molded into something he had never seen inside himself.
He was about to become a violent womanizer instead of just a womanizer.
