Rdr 2-imperadora Now

And now Dutch was screaming. Screaming about loyalty. Screaming about plans. Screaming about Tahiti while the Imperadora groaned and wept black smoke. Arthur watched him—this man he had loved like a father—and saw only a captain who had long ago lost the map.

“You rammed her into the mud yourself, Dutch,” Arthur rasped. “Just like de Sá. Just like always.” RDR 2-IMPERADORA

“If he comes here,” Arthur said finally, “he’ll destroy you. Not because he’s evil. Because he can’t help it. He sees a ship, he wants to sail. He sees a kingdom, he wants to conquer. And when the kingdom fights back, he’ll burn it down and call it necessary.” And now Dutch was screaming

The Imperadora groaned again, settling deeper into the mud. Somewhere in the engine room, a baby started crying. A man laughed—the hollow laugh of someone who had forgotten why. Screaming about Tahiti while the Imperadora groaned and