Espadon was standing on the shore of The island impatiently; it was already evening and Flinn has not yet arrived.
"I guess he doesn't dep on the girl." said Zorion with a shrug. Suddenly, on the horizon, a small sail boat approached and it landed on the shore just a few minutes later. Flinn got off the boat. He was wet and angry; he looked at the crew of the Eldorado with fury in his eyes.
"So, how are you?" asked Espandon with a chuckle,"I was beginning to get worried." The team of the Eldorado giggled maliciously.
"Something came up," growled Flinn. "So, you waned to duel in exchange for Alisea? I agree. Pull your sword!"
"Not so fast boy!" said the traitor captain with a smirk. " I never said that I'd be fighting you. My dear, come here."
From behind Zorion and Rolfo stepped out a young women; her beautiful brown eyes had changed to an evil, bright yellow, her once some-what curly, brown hair was now straight, and her once gentle smile was now cold and malicious. In her hand was a sharp sword.
Flinn turned pale.
"Ali'?" the boy's eyes widened with horror; he returned his attention to Espadon. "What have you done with her?" shouted Flinn, his voice cracked.
"Oh, nothing important," said Espadon while he played with his mustache. "I just gave her a new piece of jewelry. My dear, take care of this riffraff."
Immidietly, Alisea attacked Flinn without hesitation. Surprised, Flinn used his sword as a shield, but the blow was so strong that his entire arm went numb. The young captain cried out in pain. As the girl raised her sword once more, aiming at his neck, Flinn stepped aside.
"Alisea, are you still angry with me about what I said?" asked the boy with his left hand raised to keep her at a distance, "If you want, I'll give in!"
"Will you give me your life?" asked Alisea with a hiss; she swung the sword and cut the sleeve of her boyfriend's shirt. When Flinn tried to step aside from her attack, the blade of his sword inflicted a small wound on the girl's hand. The brown-haired girl howled with pain and in a blaze of rage, stepped closer to Flinn and dug the blade of her sword into the young captain's side.
Blood spurted from the wound and dropped onto the sunset light sand as the blade was pulled from his body. Flinn cried out in pain and disbelieve and fell to his knees. He looked up to the love of his life, she still wore that cold smile as she watched the blood flow from his body. Flinn's eyes then fell to the necklace around her neck. The dark red gem glowed devilishly in the setting sun light. with his last bit of strength, Flinn grabbed the evil thing and yanked it off of his girlfriend's neck.
The thin, golden, chain snapped off as Flinn's head fell onto the soft sand; his mind was lost in darkness.