Strange laughter continued to precede the minions, as they made their way from shore to ship. The ones that approached Yoko's end were composed of archers and magicians, almost fittingly, for the time being. Why not pit sharpshooter against sharpshooter?

The archers lined up, nocking arrows and taking aim at the ship while the magicians worked to conjure up winged creatures that seemed as if they were made of lightning. The moment they had a flock of them, the archers fired upon the ship, magic flying after each arrow.