He didn't even bother to look at the retreating galley and sailing ship. His prize was right in front of them, taking broadside after broadside as the captain failed to react, and Martel kept his ship right in place. The escort was what he wanted, and he had pointed out to the crew as they had approached that even if they only took it, it was still worth quite a pretty copper piece. That the other escort didn't turn back to assist only proved to him that he had convinced them that he had not been able to get the 'prize' ship. He would blast it as necessary, and then board her, giving him two sailing ships to pick from, and the other would be sold. Provided he didn't sink first, though his little gambit was paying off nicely in his eyes.