The situation was starting to become dire, as the ship was now dead in the water. Whether the merfolk had entirely disabled the vessel, making it incapable of operating any longer. Or had simply used their overwhelming strength to stall it in place. Zane honestly didn't know.
But one thing was certain: they were stuck in the water, surrounded by countless Merfolk. With a small ship to protect themselves in. Something which Zane had no doubt could be torn apart by the Merfolk who were climbing onto the deck with ravenous gazes.
The fight was between Zane, Gwen, and Evilyn, while they held control of the deck, cutting the Merfolk whelps who recklessly jumped onto the deck in an attempt to drag the beings on board into the water where they could more easily be ripped apart during a feeding frenzy.