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Chapter 115

Cedric leaned against a large wooden barrel bound by copper hoops. His nose picked up the fine acrid aroma of black powdersulfur, saltpeter and finely ground charcoal. A deadly combination when stuffed into a ship's cannon.

"Jonathan, I have an idea."

"What?"

"This barrel is full of black powder." Cedric rapped his knuckles on the wood.

"Is this plan of yours going to get us killed?"

Cedric hesitated before answering. "There's always a chance."

Jonathan snorted. "Let us try to find the route off this ship that leaves us all breathing. Now, what's your plan?"

"There should be a light room close by. We prepare a charge, set it alight at the right moment and escape." Cedric knew the plan was risky, but escape was not enough. They had to destroy this ship. But first they needed to find Anne.

"Let us be clear, you want to set fire to the powder room?" Jonathan moved closer, his booted steps echoing on the floor. Above them the sailors were scrambling to their battle stations.

"Yes.
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