Croma was tossed around like a rag doll without direction from all the commotion on the ship and her recovering strength she couldn’t actually get a good bearing on what exactly was happening as her body was propelled into the wall. Twisting and turning without direction still holding her sword Kichi as everything in the room started to toss and turn soon enough her body was thrown into the next room through a wall imbedding her body in wooden frame two rooms down in the sinking ship. Fortunately, because of the angle the ship was in she was able to stand here on what used to be a wall and with some food in her stomach, she could actually swing her sword with the destructive force she was meant to wield. Jumping upward launching herself off a falling table, then a nearby chair the swordswoman ran up the wall before catapulting herself off to the side with her sword at the ready.

“Style of the undrawn sword: God’s punishment!” She yelled, swinging her sword once the force of that swing along turned the top half of the ship into splinters as she traveled through it and out the other side landing safely on the other ship. Having used up so much of her energy in that one attack Croma was knocked out once again with her stomach growling.