After Vampire Wilson had finished reading the two pages of the sea log, Ivita watched Beard and his crew with a cold laugh. "Gentlemen, you seem to be in a great deal of trouble, aren't you?"
"Could you tell me if you were infected by Gastrot and the child he brought, or was it due to the object you brought from Volcano Island?"
Beard was close to tears, "If I knew, I wouldn't be in this predicament."
"Perhaps these two things are unrelated. There might be something I don't know about on my ship, but this plague was definitely brought to us by Gastrot, the bringer of plague!"
He shifted his cunning eyes. "But you must help us, save us."
"If you save us, we'll have many opportunities to repay you in the future. But if you don't, we'll jump onto your ship and infect you with our plague, making you like us."
Beard threatened, his small greedy eyes shone as they swiveled around, perhaps he had planned from the beginning to use this trick to drag Ivita and his crew down with them.