Everyone jumped into action against Shotaro Saban, or Shrimp Brigade Prime as he called himself. The hulking behemoth of a man could do nothing to prevent Slick from further spreading his oil around the ship, but now a drop hit the man himself. Two of the many arms spun the ball and chain with enough speed to produce a vacuum, blowing away all the oil that would have otherwise hit his mighty, god-like form. Instead the oil splattered around onto the growing trees that Bonesword was using in an attempt to keep him in place. Speaking of those trees, the two arms wielding spiked knuckles began tearing the treants from where they stood and tossed them overboard. He kept only one, swinging it down to interrupt Caesar's attempted slide attack. The oil-covered tree trunk met with Caesar's electro shield and caught ablaze! This only meant that the half-mink warrior was slammed in the chest by a flaming tree trunk.

The ball and chain kept swinging swinging swinging, the vacuum putting out Slick's flames before they could reach their target. Then came Boone's piercing shot! Surely that had to have caught him off guard! Nay, for the mighty split man lifted up his giant blazing club to act as a shield against the captain's specialty ammunition. How did he even know that was coming?! That's when the crew saw it. It wasn't just his arms that he had split into multiple parts. He had four pairs of eyes, lining all around his head. Full 360 degree vision. This clarity of vision didn't enlighten him as to the nature of Boone's attack however, and so he was expecting the tree trunk to stop the bullet entirely. The specialty piercing shot made it all the way through the flaming tree and struck Saban in the forehead, drawing blood. The shot was nowhere near as effective as it should have been, having lost most of its power traveling through the makeshift shield.

[color=silver]"Gah! Cedric D. Boone!"[/color] his voice bellowed. Saban lifted both pistol wielding arms toward the captain and fired multiple times with each gun. In the same motion he leaned forward to slam his trident down toward Bonesword. This had the unintended effect of him slipping on the copious amounts of oil spilled around the ship deck, throwing off his aim. [color=silver]"Waru waru Anansi form!"[/color] Two legs became eight, splitting off into an array of thin noodle-like support beams, allowing him to catch his balance and move around reliably on the slick battlefield.

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A number of more cannon fodder charged after Kite and Lilliana, but it was clear they were no match for the two pirates. Whether it be a wrench or bio-metal punch, they were already weakened and easily knocked aside. Even the ones with guns couldn't get off a shot on the duo before being tossed aside with minimal effort.

Meanwhile, Feya's plan to catch Krabbe by surprise with a suplex was implemented perfectly. His exposed head crashed through the upper deck of his ship, leaving the lower half of his body to flail about comically. Various insults and curses could be heard muffled from below. "Captain Krabbe!" called out a sailor, concerned for the well being of his superior. He needn't have been worried, for John Krabbe freed himself with a mighty thrashing motion, tearing apart the floor restraining him, flipping in mid-air, and jumping back up to deck. Feya's attack had bloodied his face a little, as evidenced by the trickle falling over his bloodshot eye.

[color=red]"Stop this fight now! My first mate Saban has recalled all of the Shrimp Brigade into his original form! Without his ego and power being distributed among multiple bodies, he'll go crazy and kill us all! We've got to work together to knock him out!"[/color]