"Ay~! Thank ya'" Zyon grabbed the rope, climbing as fast as he possibly could. He looked back at John, giving him a two finger salute before rushing up the ship. He snickered at how easily he avoided John yet again but deep down, he felt somewhat bored. He hurried up the rope, trying to avoid any more damage or any sort of magic. He held on to the edge of the ship, seemingly a bit out of breath but cocky as ever.
"Yeesh, this was rather fun, huh?" Zyon chuckled.
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John attempted to rush after Zyon but he felt his boots caught up in a heavy spell. He struggled to free himself but it was hopeless for the moment. He gritted his teeth and stared at Wallace. He seemed somewhat embarrassed.
"These criminals casted a spell on my feet and I cannot move! Curse these criminals!" John said, struggling to move his feet. "I believe this spell will wear off in a short moment. Do not let these criminals get away!"
As he finished his sentence, he was finally able to move and he rushed at the edge of the dock, watching Zyon's infamous two finger salute. He snarled and gripped his sword tightly. He was so close to finally grabbing Zyon but failed. He didn't want to let this moment past him and ran down the dock, attempting to chase the ship down or find a way on.
You won't get away from me, Zytaveon... You and your good-for-nothing pirates! Thought John.