"Ah, Major General Gregor," Metal sneered, his voice dripping with mockery. "How the mighty have fallen. Tell me, were those the 'finest soldiers' of your empire? Ha! They fell faster than a rusted anchor."
Gregor gritted his teeth, refusing to answer.
The silence simply made the pirate laugh, a mocking tone to his synthetic voice. "What be the matter Gregor? Are these accommodations not up to the mighty empire's standards?"
Captain Metal leaned closer, his faceplate inches from the bars. "You best be hoping that King Maximilian is willing to pay up. Otherwise, you'll be learning firsthand how it feels to join the fishes at the bottom of the sea. Perhaps you can start your expansions onto the sea floor then for your master aye?"
Black Bot let out a mechanical laugh, but Gregor's silence only deepened. Metal tilted his head, his red eye flashing in irritation. "Suit yourself. But don't get too comfortable in that cell. Your fate is just as expendable as this ship's scrap."
Satisfied with his taunting, Captain Metal left the Empire's great general to stew as he made his way to the crow's nest, where Lucky waited.