The sailors were pinned like a rat under a boot, but Markus was under no such bondage. A faint cry in the back of his mind kept him from racing off and swan diving into the water, but he couldn't keep himself from approaching, walking down the stairs. Klaus however, was less strong willed. He tried to rush past Markus toward the deck, but the Captain shoved him out of his way and caused him to trip, sending the fool tumbling to hit the deck, knocking him out cold. Markus really didn't care. Instead he headed over to the railing and stuck his head out, clear interest in his eyes as he watched the slim, strange creatures sitting upon the rocks. They beckoned him to join them, and below he saw a dark haired beauty with slender shoulders pop out of the water, smiling with a sly look and showing sharpened teeth. 

He had never seen anything so sexy, and for a moment he lifted his leg to vault over the railing, only for the mermaid's head to explode in bone and blood below him. Markus snapped his head around, murder replacing desire to see who dared harm such a creature. Morgan stood beside him with a smoking pistol, and the elder pirate smacked Markus across the face. He was staggered but not taken down. On instinct, he unsheathed his black sword and was about to cut the old codger in two until a loud, obnoxious ringing erupted around him. 

"Sigmar's balls!" Markus cried, pressing his hands to his ears and closing his eyes. He opened them to see the equally obnoxious woman behind him looking directly at him and ringing the bell. Slowly, it dawned on him that he was himself again. The noise had been somewhat drowned out. He might still feel a bit of the subtle pull, but it was nothing he couldn't handle. He rose back up and blinked, his murderous anger now directed at the sirens that dared compromise him with their foul witchery!

Within the span of a minute, Markus and Sketti had retrieved one of their barrels of gunpowder and placed it on deck, tying a few of the sail lines around it and running off to prepare a risky maneuver that required cutting the right ropes at the exact time required. Meanwhile, Emmaline strode among the half aroused, half dazed men and rung the bell, cotton stuffed in her ears to keep her own hearing from getting damaged. Markus and Sketti hurried for all their worth, and it was only when Markus gave the signal that Morgan reared back his cutlass to hack the towing line. 

With an audible twang, one of the smaller sails swooned and the barrel was suddenly launched starboard like it was shot from a mangonel. The mermaids tossed rocks at the ship, knowing they had no power over a few of the more troublesome sailors. Unfortunately for them, they didn't realize their fate until the barrel was launched. Markus took one of the longrifles, having already shouldered it before the barrel took flight, and he followed the sailing projectile with his sights. 

The siren's song was halted by screams, before they were cut into silence when Markus shot the barrel merely two strides over the rocks.