"Joder! We've reached the end of the ocean, just like in the legends, there's nothing here! This is the sea of the undead!..."
"True! We haven't seen land for so many days, if we continue going west, everyone will die at sea!..."
"Cojones! Listen to me! Kill that damned commander! Turn east and go home alive!..."
"Yes! Yes! Pull out your daggers, kill Columbus, go home alive!!..."
The deck at the bow is crowded with heads, and bright blades. The sailors on the flagship have gathered, discontented and clamoring. Their voices grow louder, and their words more aggressive. The momentum seems increasingly out of control, and the impulsive boatswain Qia Chu is already leading the charge to the captain's quarters at the stern...
"Everyone, draw your blades! Follow me!..."
