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Kibo: Yeah, that's pretty much the case. Hasn't your brother ever told you about me? I'm Admiral Kibo Botch, Necromancer of the Caribbean, mate!

Kibo: Oh, you're in for a treat!

Excited, Kibo unsheathes his blades, crossing them, and stabbing them into the deck. Immediately, several spirits appear, in the form of orbs, and float around Kibo, rapidly changing colors, from red to blue, green to yellow, and more. One floats over to Tiny, and expands into the form of a man. The man bows low, his head almost perpendicular to his waist. The man then disappears, and the spirits float around Kibo rapidly, two floating into his feet. He begins to rise slowly off the ground, and he begins talking in an echoing, deep voice.

Kibo: I am Admiral Kibo Botch, famed Necromancer of the Caribbean! With my mighty powers, I can control the very fabric of life and death!

He chuckles, his voice returning to normal. The spirits quickly disappear, letting Kibo fall to the ground. He lands on his feet, and, in a single fluid motion, pulls the blades from the deck, twirls them, and returns them to their scabbards.

Kibo: There, how was that? It's a little show I put on every now and then for new recruits. It's quite fun. The looks on some people's faces are priceless. I actually made a grown man scream like a little girl and jump overboard before. It was pretty funny.

Kibo: And that's not even the half of it. There are certain... privileges, let's say, of being a Necromancer.

His gloved left arm twitches slightly.

Kibo: What would happen? Assume for a moment that Tiny here isn't trustworthy. What's the worst that would happen? He'd send someone to kill me? With what? I'm a Necromancer! He'd send an army to kill me? I can raise an army from the ground! He'd kill someone I care about? I'd raise them again. Come on, give me some more possible circumstances.

Kibo: You can't "capture" a Necromancer's powers. Pretty much because he doesn't have control over them. He's simply directing the spirits that are already around to bring other spirits back into this world. Second, I highly doubt anything he can do can actually kill me. I have Charon on my side, remember?

He holds up his left hand.

Kibo: I beat him in a fight. There's no chance he'll let the person who beat him die easily. And even if I did die, there are hundreds of spirits within my body, the strongest of which is Renji, a good friend of mine, and another Necromancer. If I die, the strongest spirit will take over, and guess what he'll do? Raise me.

Kibo, before Dale had even risen, had unsheathed his blade, and was holding it to Dale's throat. It was obvious this was no longer Dale, and by the "literally" remark at the end of Dale's last sentence, it seemed Natasha wasn't the only one in these waters who had a physical dark side.

Kibo: What is your purpose here?

Guy looked at the blade with fear, "Please don't, please don't hurt me." He looked up into Kibo's eyes, "Who was out? who were you talking to before me? Was it him? Was it Dale?" He slowly got up but raised his hand as he wasn't sure what Kibo was gonna do.