Sage sort of just rolled his eyes in response to the other captains comment, figuring that it was rather obvious he had no superior powers. He knew coordinates wherever they were on the sea, and knew nooks and crannies and islands and stuff most didn't know about, and he could tell what the currents were and where they went. Helpful, but not superpowers. And the only thing fighting wise he had over human opponents was a quick reaction time and endurance. Speed. But it wasn't by a super big extent...just a little bit.

He sort of shrugged when the guy mentioned plenty of people wanting at him and grunted. "I piss off plenty of em," he noted before wrinkling his nose slightly. "You're cutting in line," he added simply. He moved his head back into a natural position once his hair was released, though they were dragging him down into the dark dungeon and locking heavy iron shackles around his wrists. He let out a sort of sigh once they were gone, looking around the cell, already bored. Being captive wasn't nearly as fun or exciting as being out sailing on the open ocean.