Something snapped inside of Pocahontas. "Why did you do that!? He hasn't done anything to you but be a good follower and try to do the best for his people! Why can't you just leave him alone!?" She screamed at him.

Ratcliffe looked at her, slightly shocked. "All of my power and glory is gone because of Smith. He has ruined my life, and for that he will die!"

Ratcliffe fired again, aiming at John's head. Wide eyed with fear, Pocahontas jumped in front of John and took the musket in the arm. "So this is what being shot is like," she muttered with clenched teeth as she fell to the ground before John.

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