Adrenaline was running out, and Rasha could feel the searing pain in her flank each time her foot hit the deck. She was slower than she'd like, but a quite glance confirmed that the Satyxis was at least outpacing Siva. She heard him impotently shout behind her when the lifeboat was just a short sprint away. His voice carried over the groaning of wood as the ship slowly succumbed to the fire consuming it's belly, and stirred those men into alertness. The difference between a hot nude woman and a hot nude Satyxis running towards you was quite obvious to sailors familiar with what her kind did, so the only thing that rose at the sight of Rasha were clubs, pistols and blades. Pity, Rasha preferred it when other things rose.<br/><br/>Rasha weaved left as one sailor raised his pistol, his shot splintering the wood of the deck just right of her feet. Swearing and sweating, he retreated behind his fellows to reload, while Rasha used that moment to close the distance between her and her escape vessel. She leaped over the ship's edge, and landed right in the middle of the sailors, who had begun to panic. Bleeding, naked, her flesh coloured red in the light of the fire, she appeared like an avatar of fury to them, come to reap their screams. All too happily Rasha used that fear, laughing as stabbed a man in the shoulder before they could regroup and covering. The sailor dropped to the floor, clutching his heavily bleeding shoulder while his companions closed in on Rasha, working in unison to try and take down their superior foe.<br/><br/>She dodged out of the way of their blades as they lunged forward, and Rasha wrapped her improvised chain whip around one of her attacker's arms, abusing his momentum to drag him forward into his companions, buying her enough time to kick one of the other sailors still standing screaming into the dark waters below. She turned to face the rest of the crew again, just in time to have a bullet whiz past her, grazing her face. If she hadn't turned round, then that shot would have dropped her easily. She growled, launching a flurry of short attacks to try and drive the sailors away from the one reloading his pistol again. Yet their defences held, and Rasha found herself utter attack once more, but managed to block or dodge their blows.<br/><br/>They worked well together, Rasha had to admit, like a black vessel crew systematically snuffing out each life in a village during a nightly raid, but even in her current state she was the better fighter. Launching several vicious strikes, she singled out a single target, not allowing his companions to aid him before she skewered him on her stolen blade. Yet her cutlass did not sink satisfying into the man's heart as she had expected. A vein of flame, moving as if alive, deflected her blade, saving the sailor's life, before manifesting into several fiery orbs. Similar protections came into existence around the rest of the sailors, and a quick glance confirmed that Siva was behind this. Anger coiled around her heart as she watched the magic glow around the paladin, damn that Siva! Why couldn't he just let her go?<br/><br/>With their protections, and Rasha's brief distraction, the sailors attacked the Satyxis once more, forcing her on the defense. Each time she tried to land a heavy blow, one of those orbs took it instead, dissipating around her weapon. She made quick work of those magic defenses, but their purpose was to delay her, and in that they succeeded. No more sailors fell to her blade, but the one with the pistol was clutching his nose after Rasha broke it with the pommel of her cutlass.<br/><br/>The lifeboat shook unsteadily on it's ropes as Siva landed amidst the fray, and his presence inspired the men around him. A club got through her guard, and hit right into her broken rib, almost forcing Rasha to the floor in pain as her breath simply escaped her.<b>"This ends now."</b>Her eyes widened.<i>"No..."</i>Rasha raised her blade to defend herself, but she was too weak and tired at this point. The pole simply knocking her cutlass out of her fingers before smacking into her, making Rasha fall gasping her knees before the return swing had the flat of the blade connect to her head, sending her straight to the floor. Head spinning Rasha clung to the wood beneath her, trying to push herself up. Blood trickled down her cheek like tears, and she had a brief moment to look up into Siva's eyes before his fist sending careening to oblivion, turning her world black.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>