CHAPTER TWELVE THE DEVIL’S TRIANGLE
In a few moment’s time the wind started howling more than thirty knots fast, striking everything by a shower of huge rain drops. The sea was swelling, with waves as high as mountains which were tossing the ship about so violently as to tear its bowels apart.
The crew rushed to its work with an energy hiding the general tiredness and fear: the men cleared the slippery and terribly swinging decks, they rolled the torn sails up and risked to be thrown out of the ship any moment, without even realizing it.
Luckily Teach’s idea of getting the ship ready for war before being involved in that situation was a successful one: the weight of the cannons was evenly distributed, so it could partially counterbalance the rolling. Just one piece of ordnance was l
