[h2][center]Kumozaki Keisuke[/center][/h2]

The giant sea serpent roared in pain as Nobunaga's bullets pierced through its scales, causing blood to spew forth onto the deck as it continued its rush forward. The momentum of the beast might have ordinarily caused it to crash into the boat right then and there, but the combined force of both the bullets and arrows caused enough of a backlash to prevent that. Instead, the serpent reared back, one of its eyes now blinded by Atalanta's arrows as it hissed at them. With a deafening screech, the creature glared at the two Archers with its one remaining eyes before diving back under the water. At this point, Keisuke frowned and glanced off the edge of the boat where it had gone under before returning to the center of the deck.

"It's probably not gone yet; be careful. Actually, I'm worried that the blood might attract other creatures here, if they act anything like sharks..." he trailed off, his stance relaxing before a sudden jolt from beneath the ship caused the vessel to jump a few feet into the air.

"Damn, it's smarter than I thought it would be," he cursed, watching as the trail of blood from the sea serpent grew longer and longer as time passed. "Do either of you have any way of taking down underwater opponents, or do we need to find another way to bait it out?"

While Keisuke was attempting to figure out a solution to their current situation, Medea sighed and shook her head.

"Gods not being able to influence is not the same as their creations simply wreaking havoc, nor would it have any equivalence if a mortal, by some miracle, took their power for themselves. I said it myself, didn't I? On my trip over, I had to deal with a great number of these things; it slowed down my travel time dramatically, though I made it through in the end. Do not underestimate my willpower, dear Archer," she stated as another hit from the creature shook the boat.

"...Hm. The bottom of the ship is reinforced, but if that thing manages to hit us at the correct angle, we may capsize..."

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[center][h2]Ozymandias[/h2][/center]
"Hm? Oh, a crew, is it? I would rather not throw my lot in with wanton criminals, but you may be onto something in conscripting them," Ozymandias said, thoughtfully nodding his head with one hand on his chin. One of the drunks took that moment to attempt to attack him, but Ozymandias simply whacked him in the face with his staff before turning towards Nero and nodding. "Very well. We shall disable the drunkards and force negotiations upon the sober."

It was at this point that the captain, a rather rough-looking man with a semi-shaven beard, stormed out from the lower decks. His jaw dropped as he watched his crew members drop like flies (or be flung off into the ocean), but only for a few moments before he screamed out.

"Alright, alright, you drunken bastards! Anyone else who gets flung off this boat isn't getting back on!" he roared, anger in his eyes before pointing his weapon—a long spear of no notable make—at the group of Servants wreaking havoc. "Well? What business do you have with us? Did those idiots from town send you to deal with us?"

"Not the town, but more along the lines of... We need a vessel to travel to Greece. Our benefactor claimed that this was his ship, and so we simply came to recapture it from you heathens," Ozymandias calmly replied, glaring at the captain with his staff firmly in hand.

"Heathens, huh? Cocky, aren't you? Well, I did find it strange that this boat was completely empty and floating out on the sea, but the crew didn't seem to mind. Well, whatever; I'm not an idiot. I can tell you lot have the advantage. Well, what do you want? Treasure? Women? Our heads?"

"While the second item you suggested worries me more than it should, all we require for the moment is your cooperation in bringing this vessel where we need to travel. If you follow our directions, you may remain alive. Is that clear?"

"A threat, huh? What if we refuse?"

"Then may Ammut judge your hearts a suitable snack on your journey to the Underworld."

"So death, huh? Damn, I can't see any way around this. Alright, we're going, then!"

With those negotiations complete, the remaining passengers on the dinghy were brought up onto the deck and, after a few moments of the pirate captain walking around and knocking a few heads together, the vessel set off to sail the sea.

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