<div style="text-align: justify;">The only ship to still resist was aware that it was the mouse trying to escape a cat's trap. The passengers had all been sent below deck, where they would be safer, and the crew was all on the deck, ready for whatever might come their way. <br/><br/>One of the men was on the lookout for anything. A ship, a smaller vessel, or anything that could cause trouble. Unfortunately for all of them, they didn't really get lucky. The small rowboat was coming from a blind spot for the lookout, so it wasn't a surprise that they weren't prepared for the attack.<br/><br/>When the Chinese firecracker fell on the deck, the men started moving. The Captain went to the lookout, and the other men started moving for the guns. The battle was about to start, and there wasn't - as it usually happens - the possibility to say how it would go down until it ended.<br/><br/>The movement in the ship was fast, and it looked almost choreographed. One of the men went below deck, probably to check on the passengers. The other ones made for the guns. The Captain started shouting orders here and there. He had two handguns ready, in case someone got too close. His first mate came up to him and, after hearing some muttered order, went across to another spot on the deck. He seemed to have two handguns ready to go as well. Now, all the men seemed to be ready to defend the ship. Or to go down with her, in the worst case scenario.</div>