One of the ex-prisoners offered to take the keys from Ray and release the rest, and he happily obliged. [i]Okay, now I have an army, but no weapons.[/i] Ray approached one of the prisoners who was ordering the others around, obviously an officer of some kind. “Do you know where we can find some weapons?”

“The armory, but these bastard pirates have likely looted the place already. Weapons should be our priority, without them, we can't fight off Fenn's forces, and once they realize we've been released, they'll send everyone they can to stop us.” 

“Hmm...” Ray thought quickly and remembered the unconscious gate guard. “I have an idea.” He strode out the gate and dragged the sleeping man into the courtyard. He awoke and started screaming until Ray drew his sword, held it to his throat and looked him in the eyes. “Tell me where the weapons are or I slit your throat just like your buddy. Answer truthfully and I won't kill you.”

The pirate stammered a response. “Th-The Warehouses! By the docks! W-We were going to load them on the ships, but Ki- er, Cap'n Fenn wanted more men first. Oh god please don't kill me!”

Ray smiled and lowered his sword. “I am a man of my word.” He then drew a pistol and handed it to the officer. “Do what you will with him.” The officer approached the pirate, who shrieked at Ray.

“You promised! You said I'd live!”

“I promised that [i]I[/i] wouldn't kill you. I can't speak for these gentlemen.”

“You lying ba-”CRACK! 

Ray moved to the center of the courtyard and pitched his voice to carry through the entire area. “Your Island is in peril, as are my comrades. One common foe stands in our path, and his name is Captain Fenn. Will you let him take everything we hold dear?”

“No.” The soldiers called back, disjointedly, but emphatically.

“Will you let his injustice stand?”

“No!” Their replies were more unified and forceful. 

“Will you let that so-called 'King' live one day more?!”

“NO!” A mighty chorus shouted back. Cannons boomed in the distance. 

“They have taken your weapons to the warehouses. Go forth, first to the docks, and then, to glory!”

As the troops surged out of the prison with a roar, Ray held back and stopped Arthur. He placed the grenade he got from Lisset in his hands. “You mother says you forgot this.” Arthur smiled. “Put it to good use.” He patted him on the back and sent him off with the rest of the men. Now it was time for the truly hard part. He hoped he wasn't too late.

[i]Runali, don't die.[/i]