Abigail stood staring at her sword for a moment, watching steam rise from the blade before turning her attention back to the marine captain.  He wasn't a beast any more.  He was a little man who couldn't take two steps without falling on his ass.  "Oh."  She said, turning the rest of her body to face the same direction as her hardened eyes.  "Your still alive then."  She frowned and started walking towards the man.  "We can fix that, now can't we."

The red pirate stood over the marine, looking down on him like an angel who forgotten God's tenet of mercy.  Her blade found itself pointed at the man's eye.  "Do you have any last words?"