Kirk had started when the initial shout came, at first believe it might be some kind of trap. But then, low and behold, a real woman fell over the side, and very real men were after her. From the tone of voice and the weapons, it wasn't for good reasons. Kirk readied his staff, feeling the tingle of what he knew now to be magic on his skin ever so faintly. He guessed either Sam or Korrin had done something, which was enough for him as he charged in.

"Pick on someone your own size!" he barked at them, raising his sharded fist and firing a bolt of energy from it at the nearest of the men.