The pirates swept up the shore and grabbed up the small and pretty woman and then turned towards the village, but the man behind the silver mask, again felt something new, a beat within his cold and icy heart. The iciness melted and exploded with the fire of an anger he had never known. And so hot was he that he rolled up the shore with a speed greater than the strongest storms. Ever boastful and prideful the entire band of pirates dropped their victom and turned on the man. Never knowing fear the man whith the hideous face attempted to turn his skin to stone, but; was unable to for the presence of the small and pretty woman kept his heart melted and realizing this the man turned away from her, for he was being struck by the enemiy's arrows and blades. And once his heart again burnt cold he became as stone and defeated the enemy easily. For the first time ever, though, the man knew wounds and bled, and exhausted as he was, he collapsed on the beach. The small and pretty woman recognized the man as her savior, rushed forward and pulled him to a dry place on the beach. She cleaned and dressed his wounds and then ran to her father's side to check on him.
