What was actually a rhyme felt like a summoning spell for the pirates. All the entourage and cog ship's crews watched in awe as Anna chanted her words.
Her voice carried a power that filled them with wonder. By then, the knights and the healer realised it was a clever ploy orchestrated by the cunning little lady.
The wind suddenly picked up. It blew hard from the north, whipping the sail and sending shivers down the pirates' spines.
A swarm of thick black clouds appeared from the horizon, moving swiftly towards them and shrouding the once-bright sky in darkness. Like the enchantment, the bright day had turned into a dark 'night'. The pirates looked on in terror as lightning flashed and thunder rumbled in the distance.
