Fear caused the two be quickly overwhelmed and grabbed by Zeed once he came forward. His act of changing into a guard didn’t really fly at all, they knew the two guards before had been killed by him. And there were no other guards outside of the city.  They didn’t though let on to this for many reasons. The main one was because they were fearful that if they said something they’d be attacked by the creature. The other was because they almost had the door shut. But, his action of sprinting out of the sand at them suddenly cause them to stop their attempt to close the door and jerk back. The only person not to be fearful was the leader of this Squad, who already had his blade at the ready.  Upon hearing their Comrade give them a spark of motivation and urgency they’d grasp into the hand of the Creature grabbing them. As life left them they gave everything they had to hold him in place.

He was inches away from his comrades who both would be grabbed by the neck and slammed to the ground. “Do not give in!” were the inspiring words he’d yell to them as he thrust the blade he held in his right hand forward. He tried to move as quick as possible to deliver a blow to the body of the creature. The distance between them was not much at all. And his actions would occure at the time of his words and also right when his comrades would be grabbed. The blade should, if not properly evaded, pierce the shoulder of the Creature. It wasn’t a special blade or anything of that nature but it could and hopefully would do damage. Even if he couldn’t take on this Creature. Even though he knew he  would surely die here today. He had to still try his best. As stated by Zeed in his post regardless of his attack succeeding or not he’d revert back to his Human form; and that is what will help the Soilder in his next attack. As if he pierced with his blade or not he’d reach to his side, with his free hand, and removed his pistol. It was already loaded like everyone’s weapon so once it was pulled out he’d fire once he hand Zeed in his sights. Regardless of if it landed or not the quick frijng of his pistole wouldn’t hit anything even if it landed. The unsteady hand of the Soilder hindered his aim. If anything it’d hit the Creature in the stomach.

The back-up were still around ten minutes out(will arrive next post). They were ready to not just assit but end the life of the creature. The same fate they wanted to also give to the Fishman that attacked the docks.

It'd seem his attack would not make contact despite the minuscule amount of distance between them. If this was Osion this Zeed would be dead, but this was a nobody. And just like his comrades he'd be killed off by this despicable fiend. Upon the reinforcements arriving Zeed would've already been gone, in the alleyway. Despite the sandstorm now devastating the city and raging to no end they'd collect the bodies of the three fallen soldiers and retreat into a building. They had proper attire for this type of weather, same as the Marines. It was just to speak with Captain Osion they'd need to be in a place without, well, high winds and sand going into their mouths.

"Hmm, this is bad." The Female Marine would say as she gazed out into the whirling beast going on outside. All those that they wanted to attend the auction were here. So, they didn't have to worry about the weather keeping anyone from getting here. The four-story building was well guarded despite the weather, and would stay that way. They had many things here they didn't wish to be accidentally missed placed.

"So, when do we start?" A old, and somewhat tired, raspy voice would ask from behind. The Female Marine would turn around and immediately recognize who it was.

"Soon, things are still being set up. They should though be serving the first course on the second floor, if you are hungry."

"No, no, no. I don't feel like being bothered by those fools right now."

"Then you are welcome to stay here with me."

Who the Female Marine Officer spoke to was the sponsor of this auction. This was just his building but the staff currently here, aside from the Marines, were also all his. This Man was also a very important and prominent figure here on Sandy Island. Though, he didn't have any ties to the royal family he knew them personally. Loved by all was this Man, as he did everything out of the kindness of his heart. No matter who it was to or for. The two would speak until it was time for the auction, which took place in a hour. They were on the fourth floor or the top floor of the building where many of the items were or had been. The auction would be held on the third floor. Whilst many other things were held on the others. As the amount of people that have soon up ranged into the hundreds, two-hundred-twelve to be exact. Out of that only twenty were Marines. On the first floor, at both the entrances, stoop two Marines. They had he wooden doors locked and didn't plan on opening them. All of the rest were scattered through the building. Yes, it was a small amount of Marines but even with that Ensign Rose could get into contact with Captain Osion at anytime. She, though, did not plan to do such a thing as this auction would go smoothly and she can get her promotion.

"That is an Order." Captain Osion would calmly bark into his baby den den mushi. What he did was tell those reinforcements to leave the bodies for now and head back here. They didn't want to leave comrades but they would. As Osion explained that if they didn't stop Zeed now there would be more bodies of not only their friends but Innocent civilians as well. He also did not pull back the group at the docks, even with the weather like this. They though take cover inside a building right next to the long road that lead to where Captain Osion was. Though they should be serious they weren't. They doubted that if a Fishman really was a enemy that partner with Zeed they wouldn't come out in this sandstorm. They knew after all of this they'd have to help fix this dock up. And known of them wanted that.

There was no way anyone could hear such a weak attack on the already aged docks. The sandstorm made almost all other noise nonexistent. And even if something was heard the thought would be what cause damage was the docks. They didn’t have knowledge about any abilities that Oceanus had other than he was a Fishman. But, his race did not determine his fighting style. Regardless the guards station on the docks were save in the buildings that were built on the soild ground. Though a large part of the dock was created with wood. People weren’t so foolish to risk having their homes and shops built on a area that could become victim to the weather here in Sandy island. So, indeed the wooden part of the docks attack would be attack and maybe even broken and caused to fall into the water below, that didn’t hinder much. As they could and would be built stronger when this is all said and done.

The reinforcement called back from the east by Osion would not be able to do what it was they were told. The weather was getting worse and worse as time passed. The third of them that stuck together to make sure no one got lost or sperated had to stop and enter the nearest shelter. And they would find the only place that kept their sign out so that it could be seen. The brightness of the sign being one of the only things they could make out. Reaching it the they would also reach the porch it hung proudly above. The sign read “Hope’s Pub.” None of th officer looked through the window before they began to pile into the establishement. But, they soon would regret this. As in the back of the bar they would see a group of individuals looking on as one of them contuies to beat a women, the owner, to death. Many of them had proud smirks on their face as if what they were doing was a okay. But it wasn’t okay and without a word one of the officers would begin to fire his pistole at them, not caring for any explanation that could be given. Following his lead the rest of the Soldiers would follow his lead. A volley of bullets would head at all of them in the back of the pub, the eleven meter gap between them being cut in seconds by the bullets. Ten at a time they fired. When one group fired the one that just finished would reload so a constant rain of bullets wild occure. It was possible to avoid this onslaught, but fools will die.

This place was a mess. Tables were flipped over and broken and corpses littered the floor. Not all of these people were innocent but some had to be. The group that was fired on would be right in front of the bar, some could jump behind it and take cover and risk the liquids of the spirits displayed covering them. Or some could try to hide under cover with one of the tables. Regardless all of them wouldn’t be getting out of this place alive. The Officer who started this would face backlash from his assault. As he didnt even try to ask what was going on. And he was fine with that. He could understand what was going on from the sight of the bodies around. These Pirates, no monsters, were using this sandstorm to attack people for whatever reason.

ooc: @Depth You weren't activity doing anything to allow you to sense the group coming toward the pub. I get snakes have pit organs that allow them to sense living things. The max a normal snake has is one meter. You are a Ancient Zoan so it would be obvious you would have a large range than that, but it won't be enough to sense them before they entered the pub. If that was a skill then yeah you'd be good, but it isn't. You can request to have another mod rule on this, but my post below will be as if my attacks landed.

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Bullets rained but their aim was not the best, especially with them firing so quickly. The first volley would be able to hit all of them, but there wasn't a aim at any vital areas. The only ones for a fact that would be hit with a fatal bullet would be half of the newly recruited Pirates. The rest would probably have a bullet hole wound in some part of their body. Also, after the first volley a brief gap of time would be there. In that time getting into cover could be possible, but after the seconds would pass bullets would fly again. They wanted nothing more than to kill them all here and now; and if they did they wouldn't be a problem with that. They were a beatable group. Or escaping was possible another option that could be taken. As there was indeed a back door to this place, like most establishments within Nanohana. The second volley of bullets would hit a all of the bottles of liquor, drenching the floor and what it previously stood on.  

Outside the Sand storm was picking up even more, but the end was near. The ferocious winds could lift a Human off their feet and a few meters into the air. The worse time to be outside was at this moment, but afterwards that wouldn't be the case. In a few minutes(next post) the storm would be dying down before subsiding.

Osion would gaze outward from the building he was within. Looking at the raging sand, as he could sense it. He has spent many years on this Island and could feel some short of connection with it. Though, that wasn't the case he could tell the storm was going to die down. And after that he had a ad feeling about what would happen. Many might lose their life. He hoped his feeling was wrong. As the last time he felt like this he lost his leg.

ooc: @Depth I recommend putting what happens if the actions you take don’t follow all the way through.

Also, at the comment you made I already PM’d you both about it. But, I will also clarify within this post. I worded my occ statement wrong and I was not ruling on the topic. I was claiming my hit. And if Depth or anyone else with the topic wants to argue against that hit claim or any other that is fine. I make lots of mistakes so I don’t mind you bringing in another mod at all.

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Those brief seconds that passed, five in total, would end and another volley would be fired outward. Not all cover is good cover, as each had their drawbacks. The tables for instance were made of cheap wood as the best quality wasn’t need when serving pirates. Due to their violent nature it would be easier to just buy new tables than invest in the best. So, those that used that on cover would need to rely on their luck. What this place did invest in was its spirits, or alcoholic beverages, that were spilled everywhere. This due to the incident that happened before the local army arrived and also when they arrived and fired Thier first volley.

In the second volley one of the bullets started from its path, after colliding with another, and would hit a lamp causing it to fall. Most would though hit the pirates that wanted to aim from the cover the just took, if not properly dodged. The place it feel was unlucky for both the local army and band of pirates as it feel behind the bar. If some took cover behind there they’d have been safe from the volley of bullets and also could’ve caught the falling lamp. But, there was no one there at all. Everyone was focused on the combat that was currently going on, unaware of the spilled liquids all over the floor where the bar was. Bars catching fire though can be a stretch when the proof of the alcohol isn’t high enough. That though is and isn’t a problem here. Why it isn’t a problem is because a multitude of the bottles that were spilled were over one hundred proof; even home made mixtures for the heaviest of drinkers grazed those selves. Why it is a problem is because the fire created would spread quickly and wildly. The entire bar wouldn’t go up in flames instantly but it’d spread fast(one post till the entire bar was on fire).

The local army had the monster Zeed charging at them. But, he wasn’t so fast they wouldn’t be able to see him. He even made himself a easier target for the third volley. They came forward and everyone else began to back up outside. Is attack would land on the first two, but the others would take aim and fire. Would they hit anything vital, probably not. But his scales couldn’t block bullets so they enter somewhere. Well, if they were successful with their attack.

Upon getting outside the rest of the thirty, would be just outside the entrance. No longer were they to be hindered by the sandstorm as it had subsided. Even though they’d likely not make it out of this encounter. One would call Osion and alert him to the current situation, but he was occupied.

The attack from oceans did damage. It breaking the concrete building in on go, not so much. The damage though would cause the weak wooden upper level to fall down on the group. The injuries most of the suffered was sever, but they may have taken the less amount of damage today. One of them was able to pull out his Den Den mushi. He couldn’t say much so he spoke quickly and to the point.”H..He.. is here.”

Osion got the message and he alone would head out from his building and head back to the docks. But, before he’d go any further than a few feet from the building he was in he’d pull out a flare and fire it into the air. The reason for that would be known later. He ran with haste and by the time he arrived he spotted the large creature. The distance between them being over twenty meters.

There was one other thing that would happen soon due to the actions of Oceanus.