Captain Jack looked at the water and tried to remain calm. The sea was blue and clam. How did they describe things like this? The calm before the storm?
His mission was clear: retrieve the golden orb from the Spanojis. Clear but difficult. Obviously, the Intel was false. Instead of a small ship with six cannon guns at each side, the Spanojis were in a massive ship with at least ten cannon guns on each side.
Captain Jack wasn't a man for bloodshed. He made an offer to the Spanojis, inserted his terms into a bottle and flung it across the sea. Both ships had come close enough for that transfer to be possible. Now, he expected a reply.
The sound of a bottle landing on the deck drew everyone's attention. He smiled. If the Spanojis didn't want peace, they wouldn't send a reply. He went to inspect the message.
The bottle was filled with a liquid that smelt like kerosine. There was a cloth passing through the cork. On the outward end of the cloth was fire. Fire. It was a bottle bomb!
The last he heard was the cannon fire that followed the explosion from the bottle.