He quipped back at her with his arms crossed over his chest, truth be told he could have gotten the door down himself. He was of the right height and weight that such a trivial task wouldn't have been a problem. However, Gil refused to dirty himself by touching the door in which countless others slavers had touched. Instead he would impatiently wait for his partner and her curious summons to do the job for him. The sudden loud shock created by the door getting opened by the legion brought a smirk to his lips, "If I can get her to move a little faster she might prove herself useful to me." His white haired partner had already dashed in after her creature. Waiting a moment or two himself Gil entered afterwards to survey the scene himself.
Izayoi already had her blade impaled in what appeared to be the first mate's shoulder, and the captain seemed rather preoccupied with the legion. "Try not to kill him would you? They're better to us alive then they are dead." Briefly, the female captain glanced away from the legion to see the arrival of the towering blonde. The fight already seemed one sided, the two tartarus mages having a summon to add on to their number so it was essentially a three versus two fight. Those numbers would be changing rather quickly though as a magic circle appeared beneath Gil's feet, glowing a brilliant gold that could only belong to his magic.