There was a battle of another kind going on below deck, Ravin could fight just as well as the other men, but if he let ship go down they were all doomed to a watery grave. There was a muffled sound of a cannon, which was followed shortly there-after by a blast through the hull. Metal and wood flew through the air like shards of glass, and the impact sent Ravin flying into the other side of the engine room.

A moment later he came to, only to find two enemy pirates had weaseled their way in to his domain. Worse yet a cannon ball had sailed right through the main frontal engine. [color=fff200][b]Shit![/b][/color] Ravin said aloud, more in aggravation than fear. He tried to take a step towards his aggressors, but his prosthetic leg had been damaged in the blast, he fell over instead.

Both men came rushing towards him. With little time to react, Ravin swiftly, and expertly assessed the damage to the engine, made a few minor calculations in his head, and the grabbed a lever just underneath the destroyed engine. He pulled as hard as he could, and boiling steam came bursting forth from one of the damaged pipes. Searing the faces off of the rival pirates in a terribly grotesque display.

With a sigh of relief Ravin shut off the steam and hobbled his way to the ships Redundancy Systems to switch on the secondary engine. But when got there the console was all but destroyed. Wires and circuits littered the groud, along with wood metal and outright destruction. Ravin cursed under his breath, looked around for an intact intercom and found one nearby. He smashed the button down with his finger, nearly breaking it in the process and called out over the ships PA [@Emma] “Yara!” He called from engineering, “I need your help in engineering NOW! With a please of course.” He added with a barrel full of sarcasm.

With that Ravin slid down the wall into a sit, he needed the back up engine engaged manually, but with his broken leg he couldn't do it on his own. He had to wait for help.