[b][u]The Coral Pearl[/b][/u]

The captain spewed out even more threats before commanding his Lieutenants to split up.

One, a tall man with the build of rock began charging towards both Nolan and Ray. The cook spent a good few moments gaping before the cogs and gears in his head finally began to work. He scrambled back, picking up a fallen cutlass and raising it just in time to block one of the man's blows. There was the sound of steel clashing with steel and a sharp pain shot throughout Nolan's arms. 

It had been a strong blow, and had he not blocked in time, he would have been sliced open.

Nolan pushed back with all his strength, adrenaline aiding him in battle. He felt jittery and ready to fight back, this wasn't just a fight for adventure or gold, but a fight to help save everyone who was in the same predicament as Marcos. With a grunt he pushed even harder and the lieutenant staggered back. "Ray, requesting backup!" He tackled the staggering man forward, knocking him into one of the railings with a satisfying thud.

"Get offa me ye dirty rat!" The man howled as his back connected with the railing.

Nolan grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and while the man had more muscle, Nolan was at least a head taller. "You will let this people go!" He hissed angrily. It wasn't like him at all to be aggressive, but this was for a good cause. 

"I've seen men far more threatening than you, rat." The lieutenant kneed Nolan in the stomach, causing him to double over and gasp for air. Seeing that the cook was stunned, he threw a punch at the man's face, sending Nolan crashing onto the wooden floor. "If you're going to threaten people, make sure you can back up yer words, aye?" He pulled out his rifle and aimed it at the man's chest. "Send my regards to Davy Jones."