*After the slain sailor was flung into Anumi, she pulled herself up and looked Spectra dead in the eye, the succubus would read her emotions as plain as day. And she was terrified...a fear not inspired by the pirates, or the succubus, or even that strange weapon they brought...it was fear of her own goddess, Ghistra, the blood goddess.*<br/><br/>"For a spiritual being you don't know much about the gods do you...Fine", *Anumi spat a wad of gelatinous blood on the deck in Spectras direction*, "She will take my life, hopefully, in exchange for this massive failure...perhaps my family won't bleed for losing such a massive shipment...but I curse you...all of you...May you suffer for the rest of your days, you disgusting fiends...May my descendents forever hate your kind", *Anumi's words were...haunting, the way she said them, deprived of hope, conveying total and complete despair, would make a shiver crawl up the spine of the toughest veteran.*<br/><br/>"Abandon ship! At least until these bastards take their prize...I'll make sure at least a few of us live to see tomorrow", *Anumi visibly swallowed her pride then backed off the deck, when the darkness dissolved, the Hakaam followed suit, and dove into the waters beneath, to defend the ship from any aquatic threats, and for their own safety.*<br/><br/>*Thava would have to be forced to let go of the Hakaam she had in her grip, but would outright refuse to regurgitate any she'd already eaten. If challenged on that note, she would draw blood. When possible, she'd turn to her tail claw and begin working on a brace for it by simply binding the shattered wood armor in rose vines. *<br/><br/>*Wiska just stood by, silent for the moment, she didn't know what came next, though she supposed this would be the time to claim some spoils. The first thing that came to her mind were those Spear Drivers the Hakaam were using, once the last flesh dragon walked the plank so to speak, she went to see if one of them fit her claws, appreciating the ambidextrous design.*