Gyojo held his weapon firm as he maintained his position underwater, the shadow of the crew's ship above him blotting out most of the sunlight. The ornately designed fishing rod was different in that while it had a hook and line, there was nothing with which to reel it in, and most unusual of all, the other end was tipped with a trident head. That was the end he was holding forward, ready to spear his prey. "Come on out...I know you're down here." he called to it, feeling the water carrying the sound waves in every direction. He felt a sudden rush of water and a surge of bubbles welling up from beneath him. He looked down and saw two luminous yellow globes approaching fast. Taking a stance like a spear fighter, he waited until the right time to strike.<br/><br/>The two yellow objects were the eyes of an enormous eel that seemed to think the fishman was edible. On the contrary, Gyojo was the one who was going to make a meal of the eel. He turned slightly, angling himself so that the tip of the trident faced the upper part of the eel's mouth. The great beast snapped and Gyojo sprung his trap. Though the eel's mouth closed around him, Gyojo was not swallowed. Using a burst of speed he turned his attack to the roof of the eel's mouth and tore through its head, killing it while leaving the body intact. The great sea snake began to sink, its muscles relaxing in its death. Gyojo grabbed one of its fangs and began to drag the monster up to the surface. As the fisherman of the crew, it was his job to make sure they always had food even when they weren't able to make it to ports like this to restock. He wasn't sure what the rest of the crew was up to at the moment but he felt like doing something; it was never fun being in a town like this when the captain got everyone there to be her unwitting slaves. He'd gotten too restless so this hunt was exactly what he needed.<br/><br/>He dragged the carcass up to the nearest beach, not wanting to scare anybody, and got a better look at it in the light. It wasn't anything too big, a 30-footer. That would last about a day and a half with the appetites of his crew. "Fishman Karate-Guillotine Fin!" he raised his arm in a karate-chop fashion and beheaded the creature, ridding it of the mostly inedible part and kicking it back into the water, watching it sink. His fishing pole sprung to life then and sprouted legs, eight legs to be precise, and its middle swelled until the entire thing resembled a very large spider. "You carry the front, I'll carry the back." he told it, and the spider set to work propping the eel's headless end up onto its back as the two of them carried it back towards the ship.