The Sun sank behind the clouds of the Western sky, leaving only a last, residue of gold-bright radiance. The light slanted across the heaving surface of the Caribbean Sea, the water mirroring the evening glow above. Between water and sky, blood-orange and deep indigo were washed together, as though a god had torn open a blood-dyed curtain in the heavens.
In that instant, the Divine Spirit of the Sun over the Eastern Sea opened Its eyes from behind the veil. It gazed down upon this narrow Eastern Sea fiord, watched those tiny moving ships firing cannons at one another, ramming until they were locked together. Then Kingdom warriors like ants clambered onto the matchbox-like Large Ships. Natives and Evil Demons of differing faiths, beneath the Sun's watching gaze, waged a Divine War that would not end until one side ceased to exist!
"Charge! Ram them, ram them!"
"Kill! Kill the Evil Demons!"
