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Matin’s dead. I will soon be next. And it’s all my fault.
Mortars! I should have told him to use mortars against Oosten’s walls, not ballistas! it was like watching a child chucking pebbles.
From there, things just got worse. The Dutch caught me trying to gut the tower guards and obliterated Matin’s ship and crew, down to the last man.
Curse them all! Just as they pelted Matin’s ship with cannon-fire, may mighty Geni’s rain lava and ash on them!
May their towers fall someday to that disgraced Rempah admiral who’s been giving the DMC hell. Or perhaps a ship captain with the right kind of firepower.
Whoever they may be, their future burns bright, while mine dims. I may have escaped but my wounds are too grave. And what better place to lay down and take my last breath among the revered dead?
What a thing, to die in hopes of riches. Matin was right. I’m a pirate at heart, after all.
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