Apart from the battle above.

Anna watches as the other girls move up the ladder and join the fighting above. She stands in silence, listening to the sound of steel on steel, punctuated by the occasional discharge of a flintlock.

Its not long before Anna finds herself alone in the hallway below deck. She glances at the opening at the top of the ladder, unsure of what he place in all of this is, and silently praying for guidance.

As if in answer to those prayers, she sees a girl fall through the opening, her shirt torn open and a bloody hole near her navel. It only takes a second for Anna to realize that the girl is as good as dead already.

Frozen in place, she stares at the girl for a long second before another sound at the top of the ladder draws her attention.

There, descending the ladder is a large, powerfully built man wearing nothing but a pair of trousers.

The man does not notice Anna at first, instead, he kneels over the girl, roughly groping her chest, even as the girl struggles to breathe, "Stupid fucking whore," The man, growls, "Dont worry though, I'll fuck you once before throwing your corpse overboard."

Anna holds her breath, horrified at the man's words.

With no warning, the ship suddenly lurches to one side, throwing Anna to the ground with a startled "Eep!" The sound draws the man's attention. A big smile blossoming on his face, "The little nun?" He sounds pleased, "I've wanted to fuck you since I first laid eyes on you being loaded onto this ship." Turning towards her, he slips his cutlass into its sheath and starts walking towards her.

Still on the floor, Anna starts to scoot away from the man as fast as she can, but his long strides inevitably draw him close with every step.