““When Strixa opened her mouth to speak again, he used his powers to transform her back into her black owl form. “How ’bout you remain like this for a bit. Safer for us all, I think.” She let out a fierce shriek as she flew to land on the ship’s railing so that she could glare at him with her glowing red eyes. William cleared his throat to get Devyl’s attention. “Beg pardon, Captain. Can’t help wondering if taunting her isn’t a bit foolish? Most especially given our current situation?” “Of course it is, Mr. Death. Why else would I be about it? Where would be the fun of practicing caution and intelligence? If we’re bound for hell again, let it be with full sail and flagrant disregard of all sanity, I say.” William let out a nervous laugh as he turned toward the crew. “Who is with me for a mutiny, eh?” Bart clapped him on the back. “I’d say aye, but the captain scares me too much.” “Aye to that,” Zumari agreed. “Besides, he’d take too much pleasure in eating our entrails. Methinks he’s the only captain alive—or dead—who craves a mutiny.””
