The prates were smarter than Meishu thought.  A group of them came rushing out and raced towards the burning boats.  She was certain it would take longer before they started to think something was wrong, and further after that for them to believe it was more than just their imagination.  

Kudos to them.

She just wished she gave them more credit, and didn't assume they'd all blame everything on their imagination, because starting fires at the sides of the buildings to smoke them out wasn't needed.  Judging by the way the numbers of people pouring out didn't seem enough to account for the entire pirate group meant they were either killing of the prisoners, waiting for them to kill themselves off, or rounding them up to take them back to their cells.

Either way, she'd wait for the men to stop pouring out and then head inside to aid in any way she could. 

[@The Irish Tree]
Fsk offered no resistance as the fishwoman picked him up.  Despite the utter defeat he was coming too.  It wasn't much as he felt himself to be deep in an ocean with only a tiny prick of light to signal which way he needed to go.  He was moving though and he'd get there sooner rather than later.  

The woman gasped at the way the fishwoman moved.  She knew that being out of the water didn't immediately mean a fishperson was at a disadvantage but she had no idea they could still move so fast.  By the time the woman recognized what was happening she was already air born and reeling from the impact of the strikes.  It was too much too quickly.  All she could think up was how bad of a start this was to her adventure, but would it be the end too?  She wanted to know, but she needed a long nap first.

"Where you need to go is stand by that wall" a pirate snapped "And wait for us to round up the rest of the prisoners so you all can be marched back to the cells."
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"What now?"  Gerld muttered, brushing the broken pieces from his hand.  Something was up with the body at his feet.  HIs attack was instantly fatal but there should've been more blood, any blood.  He decided to put it outside his mind for the moment.  Things were escalating in a strange direction.

Chaos erupted as the pirates cried for people to do one of two things: go out to put the fire on your boat out, or help with the prisoners.  To his annoyance more of the pirates stayed, with guns pointed at them then not.  Which was just as well.  He didn't doubt he'd be able to get out now.

"I'm coming."  He said, strolling forwards with his hand at his side.   "Keep your hands where I can see them," a grunt snapped, raising up his rifle to look down the sights.  

In a blur, Gerld vanished only to reappear in front of the pirate.  "Here.  YOu can see them now right?"  With a violent shot to the chin, the man was lifted off the air.  There was a crack and it left little doubt when the man came back down he wasn't getting back up.  

"Oh shit!"  ONe of the pirates shouted.  "That's the one that gave us trouble."  Without a word he raised up his gun and fired.  "They're probably all going to try and get out.  Don't give them a chance!"  Without a word the others brought up their guns to fire too.

"Hold.  HOld it."  The Lighthouse Lt, a skinny man with big eyes, and strange pointed ears snapped.  "Don't fire!  If you kill them that'll be money burned and the captain won't be happy!"  

The men didn't listen.  They were spooked.  The sound of gunfire filled the air.
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[@Crimson Lion]
Getting up to a wall so they could be rounded up to be led to safety didn't sound too bad, at least it was a chance to live to fight another day.  However, between the large man with the red hair starting a fight so pullets were flying everywhere and the fact that the fire was moving inside, along the ground, towards the cells was a bit disconcerting.  It would reach the center arena in a matter of moments.