You were in panic when the pirate assault against the city started. Trying to get somewhere safe to hide, you found youself in a supply carriage, closed in a big chest. You didn't dare to get out before all the noises and shocks wore off. The darkness and lack of space didn't make you well and so you eventually lifted the lid. You were surrounded by a place that looked like below deck of a ship, where tools, barrels and canons were stored. To your shock, you were suddenly grabbed by a strong arm under your neck, being pinned to a person's chest with rising risk of air lost. What do we have here? a low voice said behind you.