This was it. He had gotten tired, annoyed, and now - enraged at the thought that Yrsula and the rest of his human crew were gone. Swallowed by the sea and never again to be seen.
He watched as the over-grown octopus started to sink back down under the blanket of the ocean (presumably to eat the ship it had just drowned).
Angry and ready to hurl this beast into space....but first - he had a bone to pick with it. Literally.
Azier dove towards the golden eye that followed him as he swirled around it in hope he could make it dizzy, but instead it just sank further down away from the fight and towards the treasure it coveted.
