Bard make a slight smirk of amusement upon his face, once he noticed Loki's reaction. Amusing little lad, he was. "Land ho!l", a yell sounded from Fandral, and once it was said, Bard wasted no time in moving off the stairs. 

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Some Leagues Away....

"Strange thing to come upon a longboat so far out in open waters", a merchant sailor said aloud, as he and the slightly shivering Eric were sitting in his cabin. "Just put as many leagues behind us as you can. As fast as you can", the Huntsman told him as he somewhat panted from exhaustion. "Why? What are we running from?", he asked him in utter confusion. Just before Eric could answer, one of the crew members came through the door, obviously panting from running. "Captain, a ship has been spotted", he reported. "She isn't flying any colors", he added. "Pirates!", the captain gasped out the word. "Or worse!", the Huntsman butted in, as he rushed by them, to the deck.

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In the distance, on the Dutchman, 

Hades stands in complete disbelief, and anger, upon the deck, as he faced the merchant ship in the distance. Holding the cloth that Eric swapped out with the key, in his hand, the dark and powerful psychopomp fisted it in his hand, before turning around...towards his only female recruit, currently held at knifepoint by one of the more loyal crew members. 

Stomping towards her, Hades held her by the neck to keep her in place, almost forcing her to look upon the ship in the distance. "You will watch this", he told her in complete disappointment.