
(Connor engage in a fight with another man of the vessel)
[...] railed against the opponent. Securing it with piercing eyes, pointed the sword at the chest. But the bridge had become sticky for dirt and blood, so Connor slipped. The sword in the man's chest that did not sink, however, falling back under the blow, he went to bang his head against the mast. He collapsed to the ground, with blood that was pouring in torrents, flooding the head and face. [...] Did not want this man died. [...] The pirates of diablo had won but he did not feel a winner and ran back .[...] [...] by the two prisoners-Mercy! - shouted one. -Take off the scarf-ordered hoarsely [...] Come with me! - Connor ordered yet. -I beseech you, pity! - Come-and is' Shut up! - [...] What had been his opponent was lying covered in blood. He took the scarf and dabbed the wound to the head to stop the bleeding. -Here, you take care of the prisoner-he said, putting his hand on the blood-soaked scarf.
[...] He turned. -Good job, kid-Cheng Li said. "Maybe we need a little work 'on your killer instinct, but you did a great job-...
From "Vampirates Demons-Ocean" by Justin Somper.
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