While she hesitated a moment in her terror, the girl was allowed to flee unmolested by Li Hua standing sentry by the door, still through the whole scene and with her fan held before her with blood painting the blade dull. The troops were gathering below, she could feel it, not unlike the electric energy that vibrated in the air before the storm was unleashed. They would have to be more prepared. Moving across the room, Li Hua replied to her question without any inflection to suggest sarcasm, "This is a ship Ms. Fontaine." As she grabbed the captain from his seat, though, she still answered, "No," in the same tone, and started dragging the body leaking gore from its shattered skull towards the door. It was locked outside in the hall, slumped over on its side and staring blankly down the stairwell that the women had come up. Looking around for something that wasn't nailed down in the cabin to block the doors, Li Hua asked, "What is a high draw?"