Ciinriel quickly shook her head. "No, no, I'm fine. I'm fine." She began as she slowly started to lift herself up off the ground. Shakily, she brought herself to her feet with her arms held out wide to help steady herself. She struggled to walk with the movements of the ship, but did manage to make it over to her hammock nearby. However, actually sitting down in it was another matter entirely. She tried unsuccessfully to steady it with her arms as she tried to sit down, so the moment she lifted her feet off of the floor, she accidentally ended up spinning the hammock and falling onto the floor underneath it. Her pillow fell on top of her, which she promptly grabbed and placed under her head. "That was...intentional." She said. Peiter did not attempt to get back up and instead simply remained right where he was, wrapping his arms around Sabine. With Ciinriel's display, he simply could not stop himself from laughing. Just like the previous fights, Kaleeth and Ra'kalesh took their positions, then the word was given to begin. Much like the Suthay-raht crew member, Ra'kalesh did not attack first. Instead, he slowly stepped forward while eyeing down Kaleeth. He did not have the same kind of obvious overconfidence as her previous opponent. In fact, it was hard to judge how he felt at all. He was like Meesei in his unemotional approach to combat. Kaleeth was the first to attempt to strike, but Ra'kalesh's reversal was quick and precise. She punched toward his jaw, prompting him not to block, but to knock her arm to the side with his own forearm, as if he were parrying a blade. With his other hand, he delivered a strike quicker than any the Altmer had attempted. He struck at her ribs on the same side of her body which she was using to punch, making it all the more difficult for her to block. He landed an open-palmed strike exactly on one of her pressure points, causing her to yell as she was pushed back. Ra'kalesh did not stop once he had the momentum. Kaleeth did manage to raise her guard to protect herself, but her opponent knew precisely how to bypass it. He swung wide to hit her slightly from the side, chopping his hand down on the inside of her elbow. This caused her arm to curl up reflexively, allowing him to land a clean punch on her snout. Kaleeth, in addition to her strength, had an abundance of endurance, so she charged forward swinging, intent on breaking his guard through sheer force. Unfortunately, Ra'kalesh was just as agile on defense as offense. His footwork was impeccable, and with how much she was telegraphing her strikes, he could easily move his upper body out of the way so that her punches hit nothing but air. Whenever she would miss a swing, he would take the opportunity to land another blow, usually on a pressure point. What Kaleeth did not know was that the Whispering Fang was a martial arts style, and Ra'kalesh had trained in it for years. His abilities served to highlight what was perhaps Kaleeth's greatest weakness in combat: agility.