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In their confidence they had thought with concrete numbers of enemies they could crush them as they had the lot in Miso City. Roche would have chided herself for letting the lure of hope seduce her into foolhardy action when such vanity had brought them all onto this tragic adventure. The pirate Miseria proved a hardier fare, and coordinated as well given her effort to smash them into smears was foiled by sword obstructing the swing prematurely. 

They'd fumbled to the water and while she'd met it on her shield she quickly found herself assaulted by pirate's flailing in the water around her. Earthshaker growled her frustration, feet and fists lashing out but finding poor footing was more then concussive force could entirely make up for. She distantly noted the flash of a laser directed heavenward but couldn't spare more then a glance when she had lash out to turn a pistol aside from firing up at her. 

It was proving a poor match up all around, but as though by a stroke of providence another member of their dissonant club arrived. Like a hero from an age old samurai story she appeared at her back, perched upon her shield with nary a flicker of unease as claws rent into the Miseria with a greater ease then her fists could manage. 

[color=orange]"Am I ever glad to see you, Shatter!"[/color] Roche crowed, finally able to wind up a blow to disperse the mass of water logged pirates. Her ear turned back, Roche's lips spread wide hearing Tsubomi make yet another poignant suggestion. Who knew she was the wise one of the group?

While Nyxia was still making an attempt on the ship with a scattered array of lasers she didn't doubt that either the ship itself or the Captain would have some response. And Roche had already had her fill of cannonball smacking. 

[color=orange]"Enjoy the feast, High Priestess. There is more than enough for all of us, but I want a bite of the big ship!"[/color] Shatterscape would need to find new footing as Earthshaker bounded towards the ship, her shield held before her as she reared her fist back. As she streaked forwards the hide shield would mask from the pirates as all the light along her tattoos shifted and flowed, pooling into her fist. Condensing the dispersed energy into a single point, a spear of energy rather then a radiating blast. 

She'd thought of this as an answer to that dragon themed girl, but the ship would make a good test target.