Ahnasha continued to look down at Rhazii, wishing she could get out of her bindings without transforming. She tried to keep a calm visage to allay his fears, though she knew he would not be satisfied without some explanation. "Nothing bad is going to happen to us, son. We planned this to happen. This ship belongs to people who are using it to hurt others, so we're taking it from them."

Just as Ahnasha finished speaking, the hatch leading up to the deck above them was opened, allowing those closest to the stairway to join in the fight as well. There were many in the hold, including Ahnasha who did not intend to fight, though hardly a fraction of their total number were likely to be needed. 

Above decks, Lorag transformed the moment Meesei's fireball lit up the sky. Since most of the crew up top were distracted by the explosion, he started smashing the side of his fist against the lock. Nearby, a Dunmer drew a saber and, in a panic, swung for his nearest opponent, who happened to be Lorag. However, Lorag was more than attentive enough to see the strike coming. With proper timing of his own strike, Lorag was able to hit the flat of the Dunmer's blade mid-swing, forcing the weapon from his hand. With his other hand, Lorag grabbed a hold of the Dunmer, piercing his claws into his collar, then slammed his skull against the lock on the cage. It provided the last bit of impact needed to break the lock, and free the Senche within the cage. 

Meesei, meanwhile, remained in her Argonian form. She took a few seconds to electrocute the Redguard who had shouted at her. Seeing as the slaver had no actual magical defenses, it was a rather one-sided "fight." She was confident that the others on the deck would make short work of the panicking slavers around them, so intent was to head straight for the captain's quarters.