Wintergreen shoves Ferrod up ahead of him as he leaps aboard the ship, then dashes into the cabin. "Computer, arm all weapon systems, target undead matter. Controlled bursts, fire upon close proximity to animal matter. Exclude demons from standard defence protocols," he says steadily. A hum vibrates through the ship, and several cannons rise out of the deck in clouds of steam, automatically identifying and locking onto the wisps.