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- Cortes did not seem to be bothered by Jack's quips. He extended Jack's arms, pointing the Sword toward the sea. Another rush of energy flowed through Jack. A haze of vapour began to rise off the sea. It rapidly became thicker. Within seconds, the water along the entire coast of Isla Fortuna was violently boiling. Cortes stepped away from Jack, smiling smugly, and the sea simmered down. Then, Cortes stepped up to Jack again, holding the Sword together with him once more. Jack looked out at the turquoise Caribbean. The Cutlass! In all the excitement, Jack had shoved to the back of his mind that despite the fact that the pirate himself was gone, Left-Foot Louis's ship and crew were still docked right off the island. Cortes positioned Jack's arms--and the Sword --so that they were directly in line with the Cutlass. The huge pirate ship with its signature crimson Jolly Roger shimmered on the sea. Then with a quick blink, the ship vanished.
- “Guess that threat is over with," Jack said flatly.
- His crew was in awe. "Neither the ship, nor the crew, will interfere with you any longer," Cortes said.
- Jack shifted uncomfortably, unsettled by the fact that Cortes had made an entire ship and its crew disappear.
- ***
- The Sword of Cortes, Chapter 1
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