"Our joint assault was, quite frankly, a colossal failure.
Every and I might have overwhelmed one fleet after the other, but it was of little use, as most of these fleets were unmanned.
Indeed, we fought a ghost Armada for weeks on end.
And for what? For the mastermind to appear at the final stretch and humiliate us in broad daylight.
I honestly haven't the slightest clue how he grew such tentacles, but the fact that they were enough to suppress a Saint like Every tells me everything I need to know about the threat.
I must build an alliance with as many navies as possible, even if it means uniting sworn enemies under a single banner.
For if this threat is allowed to see the light of day, our way of life shall go the way of the dodo."
A passage from Blackbeard's private journal