With his crossbow aimed directly at the dwarf opposite them, Xarius calmly awaits his response. They'd given them a chance to surrender, an option to avoid a fight, that may very well have cost them their lives. They'd made it this far after all, and had consumed many of those they came up against, and with his crossbow glowing with divine energy, Xarius' claims were very much justified. The harpies overhead were a wild card however, whether they fought for the sailors, or were simply opportunistic predators drawn in by the chaos was the question on his mind. Though once the dwarf speaks, Xarius knows otherwise. "Best not to light the ship on fire till we've no other option" he calmly reminds Mona "Despite how badly you may pine to be adrift in the open ocean, with me in your belly." he teases, hearkening back to one of their earliest conversations.  While he didn't much like the idea of being dive bombed by winged women.... it was a risk he'd simply have to take if they wanted to see the ship taken, and their freedom regained.<br/><br/>The opening of the captain's chambers, draws the unwavering aim of his crossbow, a crippling shot at their leader was sure to lower the crew's morale, if the sailors intended to continue to resist them. Though what emerges from the chamber surprises even Xarius. "Well...there's a pleasant surprise." he comments, happy to see that the spell Delia had placed upon the dark elf had went to good use. With the dwarf realizing they were surrounded, and that their captain was gone... Xarius firmly declares "That settles it then." nodding respectfully towards Aron.<br/><br/>"Someone see about securing those sailors...don't want them giving us any trouble until we reach land. Striding forward onto the deck, Xarius directs his attention then toward the harpies above. "and you there, come out were we can see ya. You work with this lot...or are you all just mutual acquaintances?" he questions their allegiance. The neko seeing them even know as a wild card, as securing those on deck was a trivial manner, when compared to those capable of flight. At least ranged weaponry was in their possession now... so perhaps the harpies would come down quietly after all.