Using the last bit of energy left, the Drifter dived into the water instinctively, his swords retrieved and sheathed before hand as he heard loud crashes occurring behind him. A ladder drawn over the ship, he took it to the dock and noticed a very feisty being...Rocket. A famous pirate comparably to those of the Eastern Blue, the flamboyancy was hard to miss. Turning back and looking over to the pyre-haired ship, he tried looking for Shunji as he was half-tempted to go back and pull him to the ship. "Shunji!" God damnit, why was I unable to kill that bitch? Am I...just an ant? Am I...going to let him succumb like my family? Gripping the wooden railing, he clenched his teeth and displayed signs of intense disappointment and rage. Noticing the bridge between ships, he stood on the railing and unleashed his Divide to break the bridge as the boxes became consumed in flame, potentially saving the ship. "Don't take down the ship! Are you mad!? He can't swim, we need to...rrgh.." falling down, Jensen finally succumbed to his massive wound, the muscle no longer doing much to keep it close dand at bay. Shunji...I'll make it up to you... Eventually he passed out, losing sight of what was around him and sense.
Fortunes Folly