"You noble savage of the Demon! I challenge you to a duel! A duel!"
"?! You raving Evil Demon! Why are you chasing me? First, I'm not a Priest, second, I'm no Hereditary Noble… go find someone else to slaughter!…"
Red-haired Chabo was running along the deck, nimble as a Jungle monkey. The veteran captain Turnadilla gave chase behind him, all the way down to the cabin, the sharp sword tracking his back, about to ram straight into Chabo's body!
"Chief Divine! This Evil Demon's gone mad! Stop him, somebody!…"
Red-haired Chabo cursed at the top of his lungs, then swished down through the hatchway. The veteran captain Turnadilla had lost all reason and jumped after him into the pitch-dark cabin. At once he let out a sudden roar, a scream of pure agony!
"Ah! My eyes, my eyes! You damned noble savage of the Demon! What did you do to me?! Ugh!…"
