Rainer began to sweat bullets at the large mans glare. “U-um, I'm not exactly a pirate.” Rainer said under his breath as he grabbed another barrel, this time throwing it into the air instead of directly at his opponent. The barrel now falling and on a direct course for the large man. At the same moment Rainer dashed forward, sheathed sword in hand and swinging for a horizontal slash, hoping that the old man would only be able to block either the barrel or his strike but not both.