The deafening silence is shattered by her mother's screams.
Her father stands in a muted state of shock, arms cradling his grieving wife.
The pirate falls to his knees, staring into the air where the darkness had vanished, taking her with it.
"Let me go!" suddenly echoes throughout the empty street.
The frantic queen rushes forward calling out her name.
Stopping to pick up the dagger, she feels its addictive pull more powerfully than ever.
She slowly rotates, seeking out her distinctive essence.
A sudden moan sounds erotic.
Turning toward his grandparents, she orders, "Take care of our son."
Then she disappears within a cloud of purple smoke.