Grimm waved his hand a bit letting as he clenched it into a fist. He was getting beyond pissed the hell off, no one ever bothered having any form of curtesy. Well at least to him anyways, the platoon of soldiers following him readied their guns to fire. As Grimm's eyes glowed ever brighter the rage inside him was tremendous, as the complete disregard for him had pushed all the wrong buttons. He'd been patient enough, even going as far to let others walk all over him. He'd done Abyss a favor something he never did, only to get burned. His whole body shaking he had enough! 

"I choose not to follow this band of merry fools. You will not force you to come with either. I simply don't want any part with a group, that will far sooner destroy themselves then see anything truly done. Too self absorbed into their own petty desires," Grimm said slamming his scythes bottom into the ground. 

Making it sound out with a thunderous clap to get everyone's attention. Though he doubted even now they payed him any mind. After all as he'd so accurately stated, these people were far too self absorbed with their own lustful desires. He would, and could easily get his own way off this island. He'd just need to devour a few more souls to do so.