Piratas de Corazón
Bang and the dirt is gone
Finally Romano came to his senses, while Arthur is now preoccupied. He locked himself in the cabin. Curling up into the corner. Shaking, listening to the fighting outside. A body smacked up against the window. Romano held his hands over his ears as he heard a chop. The axe repeatedly chopped up the body. Blood splashed over the windows. The man screaming out in pain. Still very much alive.
Antonio, however, was in a much more precarious position. Arthur lunged at him in an attempt to wrestle him to the floor but Antonio was too fast. He dodged the blow whilst making his way around the dead bodies lying on the floor. Arthur scrambled to his feet just as Antonio clumsily fell over the hand of a British crew member. Arthur pulled out his pistol to aim. Antonio strggled backwards to get away to no avail.
Fortunately, as he was preoccupied he did not see a British sailor behind him. The sailor, to avoid being killed jerked backwards into Arthur. The shot rang out across the seven seas. Antonio collapse, lying on the floor. The sailor's body smothering him. Desperately, he attempted to wiggle from underneath it. The sheer weight crushing him.
Throughout this time, Arthur was reloading. At last, he was reloaded. He surveyed the deck and could see little of his crew left. Antonio was still trying to claw at the body. Arthur aimed the gun once more. BANG!