THE PIRATE FIREBEARD AND HIS CURSE ON THE HIGH SEAS/PART III
Previously...
Marrath was showing the jewelry he had stolen, and his captain asked him to concentrate on something more important. Discovering what was behind that specter was necessary, returning to town and intimidating was part of his objective.
A putrid smell made every crew member on that ship uneasy. The sky began to darken as rashes appeared on Firebeard's skin, causing him unbearable pain, and without hesitation he grabbed his dagger to remove them.
The corsairs were attacking each other, while listening to the Machiavellian laughter, they thought it was the enemies.
The privateers had begun to attack each other, they were being controlled by a curse on Firebeard's ship.
-Captain, Captain! I can't see! But we seem to be moving away from the shores of the sea," was the voice of one of the corsairs, who desperately shouted.
-Stop attacking each other!" Firebeard gave an order.
And in a matter of seconds the darkness had disappeared, the stars gradually became present in that night and it was there when they discovered the inert bodies lying on the floor of the ship, a bloodbath and Firebeard surprised at what his eyes were observing.
Firebeard's skin looked healthy, there were no rash marks and even less from the wounds he had inflicted with his dagger. What had really happened? Some of his men had died, and though he felt fear and much pain, accompanied by the putrid smell...that, that seemed to be a damned illusion.
The pirate Firebeard asked Marrath and his corsairs to throw overboard the bloody bodies that filled his ship with terror.
-We are far from the village, how do we get back on the road, Captain," Marrath asked in the distance.
-Let none of you be touched by fear! You have challenged me and I will not be made a fool of, you have not seen the worst part of Firebeard, Eruptions? They are not enough to stop me," were the captain's words.
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Previamente...
Marrath mostraba las joyas que había robado, y su capitán le pidió concentrarse en algo más importante. Descubrir lo que había detrás de ese espectro era necesario, regresar al pueblo e intimidar era parte de su objetivo.
Un olor putrefacto hizo que cada tripulante de ese navío se inquietara. El cielo comenzaba a oscurecerse cuando sobre la piel de Firebeard aparecían erupciones, causándole dolor insoportable, que sin dudarlo tomó su daga para quitárselas de encima.
Los corsarios se atacaban entre ellos, mientras escuchaban las risas maquiavélicas, pensaron que se trataba de los enemigos.
Los corsarios habían comenzado a atacarse unos a otros, estaban siendo controlados por una maldición en el barco de Firebeard.
—¡Capitán, capitán! ¡No puedo ver! Pero parece que nos alejamos de las orillas del mar.—Era la voz de uno de los corsarios, quien desesperado gritaba.
—¡Dejen de atacarse!—Firebeard daba una orden.
Y en cuestión de segundos la oscuridad había desaparecido, las estrellas poco a poco se hacían presente en esa noche y fue allí cuando descubrieron los cuerpos inertes tendidos en el piso del barco, un baño de sangre y Firebeard sorprendido ante lo que sus ojos observaban.
La piel de Firebeard lucía sana, no habían marcas de erupciones y menos de las heridas que se hizo con su daga. ¿Qué fue lo que realmente sucedió? Algunos de sus hombres habían muerto, y aunque él sintió miedo y mucho dolor, acompañado por el olor putrefacto...eso, eso pareció ser una maldita ilusión.
El pirata Firebeard le pidió a Marrath y a sus corsarios, que lanzaran por la borda a los cuerpos ensangrentados que llenaban de terror su navío.
—Estamos lejos del pueblo, ¿Cómo retomaremos la dirección, capitán?.—Marrath a lo lejos preguntaba.
—¡Que ninguno de ustedes sea tocado por el miedo! Me han desafiado y no me daré por tonto, no ha visto la peor parte de Firebeard, ¿Erupciones? No son suficientes para detenerme.—Fueron las palabras del capitán.
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