[b]The Lower decks[/b]

Alesia held on the Dragon’s head. The full blast of the dragon swarmed the decks of the Marine ship, along the ship corridors without any interference from the outside. The corner of the ship hull burst into flames, the flames of the dragonfire spreading to the right half of the ship deck.

[b]The upper decks[/b] [@jerkchicken]

Flames erupted the side hull. Smokes billowed the railings of the Marine ship. Those Marine soldiers started moving away from the burning half of the ship deck. Shakar remained unfazed at the scene of his own ship. [color=c4df9b]“Interesting, so that girl is your captain?”[/color]

With his eye contact still focused on Flint, Shakar strikes the side of the oncoming blade. Both tips of the swords slammed the ground in each of their full force. The deck floor that crossed the two blades Cracked. The crack of the ship floor creeped towards the side of the ship deck, then a booming sound from the railings. A technique of some sort from Shakar.

The bullets that Flint fired struck with a loud thud, falling off the side of the seastone crossguard. And as how it was said, nothing can break seastone. Not even a dent or chipping on that hilt of Shakar’s Sword. 

Shakar twisted his crossguard, and a few more pellets struck away the side of the hilt. He took a step back to evade the remaining onslaught of pellets, breaking off the first exchange of attacks. 

[b]The Lower deck[/b] [@BladeSS4] @Others

A few cracks formed on the lower decks, before it punctured into a large hole with a loud boom. Seawater gushed in from the oversized hole of the ship hull. And that seemed to be deliberate, as mist and steam formed from the contact of Seawater and Dragonfire, greatly limiting the spread of the Fires, as the sheer mass of Seawater starts to engulf the bottom deck. 

But even so, a waterlogged ship wouldn’t outrun the White Pearl. They had accomplished what they needed to do, the ship is ready to sail now.

As the waters start seeping into their side of the bottom decks, Alesia flashed out her cutlass that gleamed orange from the fires of the ship hull. She blasted a hole through the ceiling from the use of her [i][color=ed1c24]Thrusting Winds [/color][/i]technique.

[color=ed1c24]“Hop on! We’re retreating!”[/color] Alesia ordered from the Lower decks. The gush of waters started to close in towards both.