Amid thunderous booms, the sailing ship beneath "Sweet Talker" Mithor King's feet finally drew close to the Golden Dream. The pirates, already prepared, shouted as they threw grappling hooks, securing the other ship to make the coming boarding action easier.
Mesor raised his two very short eyebrows. At this distance, he could see everyone aboard the Golden Dream and concluded that it had only a third of its usual fighting force.
"We can win!"
If we take the Golden Dream, the captain might let me spend a night in her bed. Heat surged through Mesor at the thought. He drew his revolver, ready to board in person and lead the battle to its final victory.
But just then-
He heard a chorus of furious roars erupt from the Golden Dream's cabins. Then crew members poured out like a tide. They were wrapped in bandages, but their movements were nimble. They hardly looked injured at all!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The crew members charging out of the cabins unleashed a volley from a hundred guns. Mesor's pirates were caught completely off guard, and a whole swath of them fell.
"Damn it, it's a trap!" Mesor finally realized what was happening. He shouted, "Quick, notify the others! Tell them to turn back! This is a trap, a damned trap!"
A pirate hurriedly picked up the Wind Lantern, about to send a signal.
Suddenly, a crimson fireball flew straight at him and struck him head-on. Bang! Waves of flame spread outward. The pirate screamed as he fell overboard into the sea, unable to send the signal.
Mesor looked up and saw two figures charging toward him. He knew all the important members of the Golden Dream by heart. One wore a fancy bow tie, while the other had singed yellow eyebrows. He knew immediately