The upper deck was in turmoil. The clanging of metal accompanies the clashing of swords and her crew fought viciously.
She panicked slightly, but drew her sword and stepped out, looking around to make sure Jack and Aubrey were safe.
She quickly stepped out of the way, her eyebrows raising threateningly before she looked up at him, raising her sword and striking back.
She managed to dodge the first slash, but the sword slipped from her hand the second, and he got her.
He grinned triumphantly before a blade pierced him from behind. Jack stood behind him as he fell and he came up to her, his eyes large. "Avice? Av? You okay?"
"Oh my God," he said, paling visibly as he kneeled down to pick her up. "Av, I'm going to take care of you, okay?"
Her words had a visible affect on him and he swallowed, heading for the infirmary. “In a safe place, baby.”