"[color=a2d39c]Wait, what is that?[/color]" one of the divers grunted to the others at the port side, as a stiff breeze seemed to slow the ship from the side.
	As they all gathered, they saw a young man falling their way. Harpoons trained on him, they watched as he seemed to be falling overboard, then proceeded to slip forward onto and over the railing.
	"[color=a2d39c]He's an Adept![/color]" called another as they were slid back by the swirling torrent of air, "[color=a2d39c]I'll show you![/color]" declared another after the flier's response.
	The more brash of the divers then drew a handgun from a pouch at his hip, and rapidly began firing at the Adept before him.

	The group of five divers surrounding the pale woman pulled back bolts on their harpoon guns, turning them down in a series of resounding clicks. The barbs were launched at her lounging form, tethers snaking out behind, whining as they unreeled.

	There was the sound of a hammer clicking after the boy in the cargo hold had ducked behind some crates. The gun wielder fired again, aiming for the middle of the crate, splintering the wood, and passing through the other side. With a burst and a whine, a harpoon was fired, piercing through the crate and smashing it to bits at eye level, before winding back. A small flurry of bullets whizzed past them, but they had already been off to the side. A strange glimmering blue object then raced by, causing the lead diver to vanish for a moment, before reappearing, looking slightly worse for the wear.
	"[color=a2d39c]Get help![/color]" the harpoon wielder called to his cohort, before tossing a grenade at the one lurking behind the crates, ducking off as the explosion resounded.

	The youth in pink was rushed by several of the divers, who pulled sea-knives from their sleeves. His empty hand came crashing down at an assailant's arm as it drew near, tensing in the moments before impact, driving into the diver's elbow. Another swipe of a sea knife came his way. Thinking fast, the first attacker's face was struck in the back swing, bringing his arm down in an axe blow against the wrist of the second. The way the second attacker re-gripped his knife, however, caused a gasp to slip past the youth's lips, prompting a swift jump backwards. It was at that point that several calls of distress came from the other divers, thinning the group around the spear wielder. Two ran down below deck, while three from the other side began to run in to fight the wind Adept. Looking to close the distance, the four remaining divers began to creep in, only for a wave of their target's hand to cause three sharp projectiles of splintered, barkey wood to be sent careening towards them.

	The divers in the hall stood to the side as the door was ripped out, which, bizarrely enough, was followed by... a suitcase? The baffled attackers glanced at it incredulously as it clattered against the wall. With a shrug, one of them tossed a cylinder forward, causing it to roll and bounce into the room, spewing smoke as it clattered past the door. In the moment of reprise, the harpoons were retracted from the dislodged door, ripping it to pieces, before being fired one after another into the room once more.