The clamor rose as a group of tall pirates, clad in black and white striped shirts, dragged a bloody Richie out from hiding.
An ugly expression crossed Charles's face as he heavily pounded a rock wall, his man had been discovered.
"What do we do? Should we go rescue him?" Feierbahah asked Charles.
Before Charles could decide, the corpse-like Richie suddenly jerked his head up and hysterically roared to the sky, "Run!! It's a trap! They've found us!!"
At the sound of his voice, Charles tensed up, his eyes quickly darting around to sweep the surrounding crowd.
"There are two on the left, what about your side?" Richard's voice rang out quickly.
"Run!" Charles propelled himself, rushing out of the crowd towards his rear, followed swiftly by two others who reacted.
"Bang, bang, bang!!" Gunshots rang out continuously.
Amidst the gunfire, Charles and others retreated swiftly.
"Clang!" A bullet hit Charles's prosthetic, sparking tiny flashes of fire.