Mugen worked the tiller of Mukuro's ship, the men milling about him as the rain poured down. Much though he hated to admit Mukuro could do anything right, everything seemed to be coming together just as he had planned. He would have been delivered to the government ship by now and the darkness and the rain were a perfect cover. All they had to do now was get a little closer, then slack off till the explosion signaled the attack….
There it was! Mugen didn't see any flashes, but there was no mistaking that loud boom. "All right, let's go!" He pulled the tiller, driving the pirate boat right into the side of the ship. The men rushed ahead, only to pull back in shock. The government ship was lit up and the crew, far from being confused by the sudden attack, were ready and waiting for it. "What the hell happened?" snarled Mugen.
An officer whirled a fighting iron. "These low-lifes have no respect for authority. Teach them a lesson, men!"
The government crew poured onto the pirate ship and Mugen backed up, drawing his sword and taking out the first man to approach him as he tried to process what had happened. They were supposed to have been blown up! He'd heard the explosion-what had gone wrong? A burning ember fell by him and he looked up to see the sails on fire as three more men attacked him. A brutal kick to the stomach of one with his steel-lined geta, a hard slash to the chest of the next, and he was grappling with the third when he heard gunshots. Mukuro had just shot the last of the government crew in the back and now he tipped a lit barrel of dynamite onto the deck of his own ship. Mugen swore violently as he dove out of the way, then bounced to his feet. Mukuro pulled the government ship away from the doomed boat, smiling widely as Mugen hurled curses at him.