As the hostage had been freed, the battle could go on. A shot split off a couple of hair strands from Myorka's head. The Admiral tackled the man who had fired his gun and kicked him in the groin. While he was bent over in pain, the first mate gouged his eyes out. Serenica could hardly watch.
She turned her attention back towards Kinley. The witch seemed to recover abnormally fast from the poisoning. Serenica could see that the pendant was now hanging on her chest, having fallen out from the constraints of the dress.
"You wench!" Kinley screamed and jumped to reach for the knife in Serenica's hand.
Serenica dodged her and drove the blade into the woman's chest.
A shock, a look of absolute horror came upon Kinley's face. Blood spurted out of her mouth.
