Karn had simply looked at Cassius, cocking her left eyebrow as she once again examined the choker. She didn't particularly think she had much of any choice. Death had always been in her face, threatening to pull the noose around her throat for a final time at every waking hour. Her only 'choice' was to simply end it on her own terms. The feline had dreams as well. How many scenarios she saw death was too many to count. For the most part, she's came out of it, but there was one scene that still didn't just disappear or encounter. Out of all, it was constant. Being a Miscegenation Syndrome child sealed that fate eventually. It was lucky she had survived this long just through sheer will and determination. Still, she supposed denying something that would be of use would be a fools pride so she hooked her teal scarf with her right index finger to loosen it. Wrapping the choker around her throat, brushing away the dragon serpent necklace so it wasn't in the way. Once clasped nicely around her neck, she tightened her scarf, the two other neck ornaments disappearing behind it.

Cracking her knuckles as the pirates came aboard, her emerald eyes lowered in a board 'wtf' expression as a large man attempted to attack her. But he was stumbling and blubbering about with such a shitty stance that a sloth could sidestep him. So with a bounce in her step, she easily slid out of the way, watching as he swung at air and and stood to his left. Her fists came lightning fast, her multiple attacks bluring in her pursuit as they thrummed against the large body, smashing into his ribs and stomach. Before she swung her entire body, her right leg making a full spin and forcing her heel to slam right into her opponent's jaw, causing him to blast off and smash into a pile of boxes.

Her nose twitched at the scent of blood and she gave a snort as she noticed the fox making claim on his opponents liver. Unlike her... current comrades, Karn never killed. Beat her enemies near to death to the point where they [i]wished[/i] they were dead, but they were still breathing. She mere scent of blood made her pupils draw into predatory slits, fangs pressing ever so slightly against her bottom lip. Mind whirling and hearing what could be a mental feral snarl. Still, on the outside, she was calm. Calculating.

Grinning as Wylde casted Slow for both of their benefit, Karn gave a thumbs up. "[b]Sure got some FAST thinking there Wylde Flower. Hope I don't SLOW you down too bad!"[/b] she smirked, taking advantage of the slow opponent as she kicked at the ground as she dashed foreword, slamming her fists against the opponent with multiple punches before flipping foreword. The heel of her left boot slamming face first into his face and smashing his skull against the ground. Once fully flipped upright, she practically lept off the man, using the momentum of the flip to propel herself to the next opponent in quick succession, flurry of fists aimed for her next target.