Wall crumbled, dust forms
Cries and screams deafend by instruments of harm
The start so quiet until the tactics come ajar
Pandora the strategist deciding the best to place her box.
Cannons and gun fire fade in then fadeout.
Grunts of pain, yells of dismay, roars of victory
On the seas as we all may be, a ship meets a boat with glee
The walls come down with cannons about
"When the dust settles then flee, fight for a taste of meat and good grapes, take, take, take, not a second to waste. Kill all apposed then kill some more! A pirates day starts with blood!" The captain glees
Returned are powerful cheers
"Save no man except ye crew! Chewawawa"
The captain returns another statement.