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“Well, this is it,” Peter thought, swinging his cutlass. “They’ll kill us all. What a way to end for an old pirate. Maybe I should slip away quietly? No, there aren’t enough of us on the ship to manage that. And I won’t last long on the island. I really don’t want to die a heroic death. Especially in the middle of nowhere. But it looks like that’s what’s going to happen… But first, let’s try one last thing.” He shouted: “Anyone with gunpowder, come here!”