“Justice is done”, the captain stated.
They kept paddling in those crimson brushstrokes till they took their places on the launches. They started rowing just as the volcano burst out, torn in two by a magma stream and lifting a huge cloud of dust in the air. The ashy mass spread over the island, taking the shape of a giant fungus.
“Men!”, Teach spurred them. “Quickly! If the island sinks, we will be caught by the backwash. And there won’t be any way out for us.”
Everyone got to his work. They were able to pass over the recess just in time to see it crumbling down: whole granite blocks were falling into the sea, shutting the entrance to the beach forever.
“Sir!”, a pirate exclaimed from a second launch. He was pointing before himself. “Look over there!”
They were floating in a fan-shap
