Led by Franky, all the sailors of the "Traveling Mermaid" crew managed to reach the deck just as Claw's pirates were still recovering from Victor's swing in the water.
Claw felt a shiver run down his spine at the situation. He knew his crew was at a complete disadvantage right now. His mind raced to find a way to regain control of the situation.
"Mouse, attack the fugitives! NOW!" Claw ordered in a trembling voice that showed his desperation.
Mouse, though loyal, was small and thin, a pathetic figure in front of Franky and the many other sailors.
"B-but I a-am–"
"NOW!"
With a courage born of desperation, Mouse ran toward the group of fugitives, not thinking much about what he was doing, just wielding a small knife. But even though all the sailors were unarmed and had no fighting skills, the difference in strength between them and Mouse was overwhelming.
