Bamboo for who? No bamboo for you! [RAID]

His teeth would not grasp the other man's ankle this time. It was obvious the man had been training, that much Gil could see. Unfortunately, that wouldn't matter as Gil was able to best him and watch him run off into the shadows of the bamboo. A smirk twisted upon his bloody lips as he ensured his owl companion had the severed toe in her clutches. There was no way he was going to leave here without his trophy. Now that part of his revenge was said and done, it was time to face the other one who caused his own fury to roar within him. The big man himself, their couch-o, or whatever he was called. Dumb name if you asked Gil.

Turning to watch the beast of a wolf push his Pirate King away, Gil knew it was his time to shine. Without missing a beat, the splotches man went barreling toward sir grumpy gills. Adrenaline still pushed through him as he ignored the throb of his newly missing toe. Muscles now warmed up and ready to go, Gil closed the distance between them. With hardly a moment passing and giving Sparrow hardly any time to leave the vicinity, Gil launched himself at the massive form of Hattori. Using his lithe frame to gain some air as he leaped, he aimed to slightly twist himself and try to grab onto the man's shoulder. If successful, he would open up his jaws and aim to sink his fangs into the meaty bulk of Hattori's shoulder or neck scruff.

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