In the year of our Lord 1694, the things transpired according to Flint’s design. The Pearl followed the villainous Baba to the island of Jamaica where his traces unfortunately vanished into thin air. Hence, a fair wind brought the Pearl back to the Caymans. Aboard the Walrus, Captain Flint however took a course to the southeast through the waves of the Caribbean Sea. After twenty days, they approached the Windward Passage, the strait the Urca de Lima had been said to pass through as well. Day and night they were watching out for the Spanish treasure ship, and their waiting became torturous. Quite suddenly, the sky darkened and, with a deafening noise, brought tidings of the nearing hurricane. Without a warning, the tall mast of a sailing ship eerily appeared amidst the blaze of the flickering lightnings. Flint ordered hard starboard which drew the Walrus away from the peculiar occurrence that disappeared in a wave trough as quickly as it had appeared.
Within the shelter of Sapodilla Bay, they held out for the storm to abate. Only five nautical miles away, the Urca de Lima was fighting for its bare survival. The heavily laden and stolid ship had scratched across the reef off the coast and disintegrated. The ship and its crew were in their final throes. No more than 25 of those on board survived the disaster. After the survivors had come round, mission leader Don Cravallo and Spanish envoy Don Alfredo made sure that the Spanish order was re-established among those who had been stranded. Both the niece of the Spanish viceroy and all the Spaniards at the beach of Provo Island felt confident that help had already been well underway. Little did they know that somebody had already been watching them. When Flint and the crew of the Walrus came across the dunes and caught sight of the gravely damaged Urca, they also stumbled upon a bunch of buccaneers, led by Paul Whopper, and an unusual captive all too known to the crew as Billy Bones.
Billy’s curious story and the buccaneers’ promise had them all fight together to both reach for and seize the treasure of the Urca. Flint thought he had gotten to the destination of his adventure. He had taken the Urca gold and was holding the viceroy’s niece for a proper ransom. However, time was the only thing that wasn’t on his side. So Flint contrived a plan to remain in possession of the gold. As fortunately as the Ghost Ship had led the way to the island, it now has left him high and dry. Presumed dead, the brutal Don Cravallo returned all too alive and all too fast aboard a Spanish chaser called Kaka de Fuego. The massive power of thunderous cannons and uncompromising Spanish soldiers posed a setback to the venture the small crew of the Walrus had gone into. Facing targeted barrage, there was no escape to their ship. Flint and his crew again had to fight for their bare survival. Their brutal adversary was bent on watching them all bleed to death in the sand on the beach of Grace Bay. No matter whether friend or foe, Don Cravallo showed no mercy. In order to prevent the Spaniard from slaying them all to the last man, Flint proposed an ultimate trade and, much to the delight of the Spaniard, surrendered.
Thus, the crew of the Walrus and Doña Isidora, the niece of the Spanish viceroy, were saved. The fate of both Flint and Scully in the hands of Don Cravallo, however, remained uncertain. Eventually, three ships left behind this island of dreams, all on the very same course, albeit their destinations couldn’t be more different. None of the Spaniards had a hunch what a tremendous secret the white sand on the beach of this paradisal island harboured. Only the crew of the Walrus was privy to it. And the ghost riders of the seas led them the way in the wake of the Kaka de Fuego.