The massive weight of the undead whale hung poised to smash down upon the boat, when Kisara grabbed onto the toothy jaw and with a surge of strength, wrenched it free with a painful-sounding snap, and swung it back round.<br/><br/>The impact caused the mass of flesh and blubber to explode in a shower of rotting meat that pelted the decks, sending most of the whale's head flying into the sea. What remained stood and twitched for a few moments, before the animating force dissipated and it collapsed into the ebon waters.<br/><br/>A roar of triumph rose up from the crew, and they fought back against the undead boarders. The mindless ferocity of the sharkfolk zombies made them tenacious, but left them vulnerable as they savaged fallen enemies. Within a minute, they had been bludgeoned into submission or decapitated, the bodies shoved off the side. There were some dead sailors scattered among the debris on the deck, but far fewer than had seemed likely a minute ago.<br/><br/>As she finally had a moment to look around, Kisara could see several things happening. One was the captain being dragged back onto deck, semi-conscious and with a nasty-looking bite wound on her leg. Another was that the battle had taken them closer to the capsized ship, and the survivor was waving frantically.<br/><br/><br/><em>OOC: I'll treat the damage as 1d6/level (Hardiness for half). The save fails, and the damage is enough to kill it. The crew also finish up the zombies. Nice work!</em>