Between two large green nebulae, a huge VIP passenger battleship was flying slowly. Its passengers - rich and polished aristocrats - did not even suspect the approaching nightmare. The ship of the legendary pirate Nathaniel Flint was quietly approaching the battleship, like a deadly predator. The captain himself stood proudly on one of the masts, his arms crossed over his powerful chest. Approaching the starboard side, Flint gave the order "Fire!"
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