Cera wasn't all that surprised that someone was going to stick it to the man with guns pointed at them...but now she had to assume that her lot was thrown in with him, from the countless guns being pointed at them. Still, these were far more favorable odds than the ones she'd had when she came out of that Sea King's belly. Dodging a gun wasn't unfeasible so long as you had a fair amount of distance a line of sight, assuming you had the reflexes to dodge it to begin with. Right now though, much to Kukui's dismay around her ankle, he'd find that she was charging back into the cage to extract any injured persons that weren't dead. She let the brute outside do most of the fighting, before emerging with Fsk, the woman she'd knocked out, and potentially a few others on her back, secured by a quickly knotted together mix of their spare clothes. 

[color=00aeef][b]"Excuse me, pardon me, SEIKEN!"[/b][/color] Cera said, leaping over a pirate's sword swing, using his shoulders as a springboard to leap even further before slamming her fist into the side of a rifle aimed at her, completely destroying it in the process. The stunned pirate holding the stock and trigger with nowhere for the bullet to go clicked the trigger, only for the projectile to weakly slide out as Cera ran on by. [color=00aeef][b]"Mister Savage Fighter, I'm leaving with the injured. Don't die,"[/b][/color] she said, running upstairs and keeping an eye out for any more incoming fire to dodge as she endured the pain of running across floors that were starting to catch fire. She'd be fine if she could jump into the water...a motion that, if Kukui was onboard for, would mean him drowning. But at least he was just barely high up enough to not get scorched to cinders.