Fire Captain sneered, although he didn't know where the plum blossoms came from, he thought it foolish they would attempt to block his attack.
Flames surged from his body, becoming even more fierce.
The fire surged to the sky, enveloping the plum blossoms.
"Foolish, if it were snow, I might have had some trouble, but burning plum blossoms is as easy as flipping one's hand!"
Fire Captain revealed a triumphant smile.
"Is that so?"
A cold voice cut through the air, a woman's voice.
Looking at the plum blossoms again, they were free from the enveloping red flames, each one still vibrant, showing no signs of being burned.
Fire Captain only managed to show a shocked expression, then felt a sharp pain in his throat.
The breath of life was stripped from his body.
"Ah..."
One pitiful cry after another almost rang out simultaneously.
Fire Captain died in battle, and the remaining pirates, like duckweed on the ocean, were easily reaped, their lives inconsequential as grass.
