As Peter finished speaking, a group of bounty hunters surrounded the quartet. "Well, well, well, lookee what we got 'ere! 'Gadget Fiend' Peter Tew, worth 50,000 normally, and 'Viking' Sammi Mekela, worth 35,000 beli!" The bounty hunter licked his lips as he looked at Sammi lustfully, and grinned. "I think we'll hafta 'ave a little fun wit 'er before we turn 'er in, but we're still looking at..." The hunter began to count on his fingers before Grana groaned. "Great, we've been surrounded by a group of hicks!" He shook his head before walking forward slowly. The bounty hunter pointed at Grana. "Shut up! You're worthless, so we'll kill you first!" Grana shook his head before disappearing completely from view. He reappeared behind the hunter, Grana's tanto at the man's neck. Grana was now in his snow-white suit as he knocked out the head hunter with a quick blow to the back of his head with the butt of the sword. "Oh, really?" Grana smirked as he drew his other blade. "Hey! 'Phantom Magician' Grana Rei! You're worth 80,000 beli to the Marines! We can turn you in for 400,000 beli!" Grana looked up to heaven mockingly. "Finally, someone who can do basic mathematics! Perhaps there is a God, after all!" The hunters heard this insult and charged the group as one. "Captain?" Grana called out. "I think we found our spark."
All around Jingo, fights and fires sprung up as those who had been sharing drinks not five minutes ago were at each other's necks, gunning for that quintupled bounty. Crewmate fought crewmate, captain fought hunter, and owners fought fires as havoc reigned across the island due to the govenor's failure to realize the magnitude of the all-encompassing greed that possessed man. It wouldn't be long before Marines were sent in to clean up the waves caused by a single pebble cast into a sea of humans.