Matthias swung first, a swipe at Rorik's head. He ducked, and countered with a jab at Matthias's heart. the captain parried this, hitting Rorik's blade into the water, holding it there. Rorik muttered a simple word- pointing at Matthias- and a jolt of fire lept from is hand and hit him square in the chest. This had little effect, but it allowed Rorik to get his sword back in position. His old captain taunted him, jeered him on. His old crew were cheering just as much; Hydran had apparently gotten up and slumped herself over the railing to watch.<br/><br/>Rorik swung sideways at the captain, Matthais simply moved back and brought his sword dwn on Rorik's head. Rorik moved just a fraction away from were the blade would've struck. Sensing his time, Rorik thrust again, this time mssing his mark but still htting the man in the side. Matthias gasped, his sword dropped to the shallow water below. The jeering crew stopped. Complete silence. Rorik took out the blade and swept at the man's torso. Everyone knows what happened then; the water became red and the crowd of captainless crew suddenly became aggresive and began to jump off the side of the ship, runnign at Rorik at whatever speed they felt like.<br/><br/>"Ah...crap..." Rorik gasped, readying himself for more. With no help in sight, he would have to either- wait, what was that thing over in the water?