A large boom could be heard as a singular cannon ball was fired. It fell just short of the Shadow Strike's mightily rudder. 

Daniel's head spun back, looking past Avery to the vessel giving chase. He grimaced and called encouragement to the men fro them to move quickly. 

[b]"Iris, gimme yer spyglass."[/b] He asked before she gave it to him. He moved across the width of the Shadow Strike to look back on the vessel. He noticed silver glinting and organized havoc on their poop deck.

[b]"Men! Prepare for battle!"[/b] Daniel called, tossing the telescope back to Iris before speaking to her. [b]"They want a fight on th' decks. Tha' Cap'n is commin' fer th' Shadow Strike."[/b] he growled to her, already on his path back down the deck shouting all the way. He hollered orders of motivation and comfort to ignore the cannons. He also motioned to Iris to get involved. They would likely more listen to her than a newcomer like himself. 

It was far more likely that they were trying to scare the crew in order to overtake them than it was them sinking this vessel. If the ship and crew were as famous as he had been told by the crew and as special as Iris had mentioned, what Captain wouldn't want to command such a vessel? Setting his hands to work he helped men work the rigging and get the deck ready for a fight. 

[b]"Fly the colours men!" [/b]he called, making a captain's call and the statement that eventually they would stand and fight. He had yet to be contradicted by either Iris or the captain herself.