The blade whip was spinning and spinning without stopping. Heads were rolling and souless bodies were kneeling and then falling on their chest with a low thump following them. He couldn't let go... he just couldn't let go of his rage. He went berzerk. His mind one with his whip. Every time the blades ripped flesh Yagos felt like his nails dug into it, everytime they stabbed the next man Yagos felt like he was bitting the fresh bloody meat making crimson blood spring out of his prey.<br/><br/>A kick in the belly of a pirate and he stuck to the middle mast - his back on it. Wolfeyes Yagos sprung his whip forward. Both man and mast started getting carved by the blades. Again and again he swung the blades until both wood and bones broke and flesh was cut and sliced. Leaving a loud growl Yagos jumped upon the must pushing it with his wight. It didn't need much longer...Sounds of the last remaining wood cracking and splintering fell on the deck as the middle mast was fell on the upper deck. Yagos was laughing as it happened houting "YES! YES!" at times.<br/><br/>But he didn't sit there for long. He sliced his way through the mob screaming<span style="color: #FF0000">"DIE!DIE!DIE! You! and you! and you!"</span><br/>His eyes caught someone lighting up barrels, ready to throw them on the Flying Rotsman. "No!" he shouted and run. He put all his strength to his legs but one barrel was already falling. When the man saw Yagos too he took a knife from a big pirate and threw it at him. All Yagos had to do was move to the side to avoit it.<br/><br/>...But the large crewman was already downing his rapier on Yagos. In the last instant he managed to turn and the sword sliced his left shoulder in its front, leaving a small wound. Wolfeyes let a small growl and grinned. The pirate attacked again but as his sword-hand tried to descent on Yagos the blades cut the hand from its wrist. It fell dead on the floor and the large man started screaming. One more swing and the head was sliced in half.<br/><br/>Yagos dashed to the man with the barrels. He was lighting the last one. Then the whip just sliced the barrel in three, spilling out all of the powder and puttind out the lighted fuse. A bloody smile carved his face.... With a swing the whip coiled around the man like a three-headed snake. Behind Yagos came running as he struck the man with a strong headbut right in the nose. He immediately backed off taking his whip back, waving it around him like a shield as he was looking if the man still stood.<br/><br/>"I hope you are a worthy opponent" he said and war-painted his face with the blood of one of his dead "preys"...