Day Of Judgement, God Is Calling

Gil smiled as he watched Medusa and her pack slowly fall, one by one. Though a few of his own had lost, his eye only twitched slightly at the fact, he was still proud. Whenever they were on the up, he was proud. Everyone was trying. And it could not be ignored that this was Calico Jack's first time leading a raid. Impressed that the youngster had done so well, Gil approaches him. Leaning over to bump his shoulder against the boy, he leans in to speak. "Good job, Jack," he leans away and glances around to the rest who are finishing up their fights. "If we win this, what do you think we will take from them?" Gil asks as he looks out across the plains, past the fighting. Did Medusa harbor anything fun? Anything of use? He was eager to find out.