That grin said nothing good. He was enjoying what he was reading, clearly. Men getting promotions for successfully driving off and defeating the Spades Crew and a number of other pirate crews. It was a slap in a face to them, but at the same time, it was also an immense indication that they were going to pile together in a small area, making an attack all the easier to initiate.

He couldn't have had a plan handed to him any clearer.

"A party."