"I take offense at the fact that you're calling me an idiot, when I just saved your life!" Katewyn yelled over the gangplank. "His finger was coming to the trigger! Shoot first, ask questions later. Especially when they're this sort of thug." Now the captain had ordered everyone to keep attacking, and he had called her girl? Well. This is a great show of disrespect, but she could handle it for now. 

She took out a signal gun, and carefully aimed it. It wasn't a very accurate shot, but it managed to hit someone. He screamed as his heavy jacket was set on fire. The firework that had been fired out of the gun hadn't managed to pierce skin, but the effect was very comical. He ran around dizzy, rolling, trying to get the fire away and not realizing it was from his jacket. As he stumbled around, his foot was misplaced on the edge of the docks, which had no barriers yet, and he fell off the edge!

Katewyn couldn't stop herself from laughing. It was a hilarious sight, to her. The others probably regarded her as some psychopath, but it was just so funny. However, there was a job to do. She wiped the grin off her face and started taking potshots at the rumbling group.