A descendent of the order

Even after she went berserk, Marina was unable to hit him at least once. 

While dodging and evading her punches, the two of them reached the ship's front corner. Seeing him cornered, she grinned,

"Let's end this little dance, shall we?" 

Michael decided to end this little fight after successfully gauging her strength. 

"Death Range" He knew he couldn't defeat her with just his raw strength. Hence, he cast the Death Range to enhance his strength. The moment he used the spell, the entire ship grew darker regardless of the lantern lights.

Marina's eyes went wide as she realized that he just used magic. The overwhelming joy and shock prevented her muscles from moving.

Boom!

Michael punched her right in the abdomen with enough force to send her flying from one end of the ship to another. She literally traveled in the air, breaking all the poles in the ship before hitting the wall beside the captain's cabin door.

"Captain!"