“F*ck!”
I can only curse as arrows appear out of nowhere, like how the royal navies and pirates do. It’s so unexpected that I freeze on the spot, terrified that one wrong move will put me to death.
I duck as another arrow appears. Lucky for me, it hits the wall behind me. I sigh in relief.
My heartbeat quickens, and I realize that I need to do something. I look around, trying to find some hiding spot. I can’t find one. I need to go in the direction where I’ve seen Storm and Death but knowing that there is someone watching and bows and arrows are positioned to hit me makes the distance feel eternity.
Royal navies are emerging as if they come from thin air. They sure have done an amazing job of hiding themselves with their captives. My guess about what happened to both parties earlier
