Your men are all surrounded by pirates girls. They are on their knees, weaponless. You are the last one standing. You, the Captain of the Night Farer, grip your cutlass as the soft ocean air blows through your hair. You turn to try to engage battle when the cold tip of a gun is against your head. Your eyes drift to Princess, Captain of the Ava-Lee, Alosa.

“Nice seeing you again…” she says sarcastically while threatening you.