Sarah moved wit Laura, following the carnage that was in her wake. While Sarah moved through the throng, choosing her targets with careful consideration Laura just plowed through them. That was not as if to say that Laura was lacking in grace. No, she was a force of nature. She was the Juggernaut, an unstoppable force. Goddamn, Sarah would never achieve her ability, not even if she trained for another twenty years. It wasn't just the mutant abilities, the reflexes, the acute senses or the metabolism that wouldn't quit. It was the sheer joy that Laura got from such exertion. She was born a fighter. Sarah, on the other hand, preferred to languish in opulence. Being an X-Man was just something she did for a day job, partially to repay the Professor for rescuing her and partially because she simply didn't have anywhere else to go nor anything else to do with her time.

Sarah slipped along the railing, bare feet grapping the wood as she moved along the periphery of the fight. One thing that provided her was a certainty that nobody was about to impale her from behind. Laura had engaged the captain and their steel blades danced, a rhythm that sounded like it could have been music. Apparently the scenario had stepped up the skill of their opponent. Whether it was to make up for the fact there were two of them or simply to match Laura's superior fighting skill Sarah had no idea.

Stabbing a passing sailor with her recently acquired blade she appropriated a pistol with powder still in the flashpan, drawing it from the holster on his chest even as he clutched his abdomen and fell across the planks. For a moment, Sarah considered shooting Laura in the calf, just to see how the program would react. Instead she ended up aiming for the captain, hoping perhaps to give Laura an opportunity to break his guard. To her surprise, the captain grabbed one of his own sailors and used him as a shield, catching the lead ball in his chest.

That was a surprise. She'd never seen that before. She'd done that herself often enough but for the Danger Room to do so was surprising. There was no choice for it then. She was going to have to close. Sarah poked at the captain's rear, trying to distract him.