Yygdran looked between her and Decimus, certain now that there was no way out. Or, at least that's how things seemed. He sighed, reaching into his satchel for his coin purse. A frown of defeat remained on his face as he did, but there was something else there... Something that struck Decimus as odd. Then, his suspicions came true. With a grin overtaking his original frown, Yygdran did not draw a coin purse from his satchel, but a dagger, which he held up to Qi threateningly.
Decimus was confused... Even in his dazed state, he knew good and well that no man could resist her aura... So how was he doing it? His eyes trailed to the man's hand. Sitting on his finger was a ring, made of silver and decorated with what looked to be glass beads. "Negating ring..." Those were the only words Decimus uttered. At this point, amidst the confusion, Yygdran's men all had their own weapons ready, prepared to fight Qi's henchman, and they weren't taking prisoners. Each had their own rings as well, upon closer inspection.
"Right you are! I thought you were too dumb to talk... But now that I've heard your voice, you seem rather smart!" He said mockingly, Decimus' nose wrinkled angrily. Qi's men, coming back to reality after the shock, readied themselves for a clash, the two sides looking as if they'd collide any second. "I'm very sorry, my lady... But I'm afraid my gold is much too valuable to be robbed by slanty-eyed little weasels like you!" He growled at her.
Yygdran took a moment before continuing, glaring at every one of her men before returning his gaze to her. Decimus stood slightly in front of her defensively, Yygdran scoffing and shaking his head. "I've been waiting for you to arrive... You and your insane prices have left me a near bankrupt man! Not anymore... I'm turning the tables today. Once your men are good and slaughtered, I'll take your wears and leave your fleet to burn!" He growled.
Angling his dagger just right, he raised it above his head to drive the blade into her heart. Decimus thought fast, ducking and grabbing a handful of sand. Standing, he tossed the sand upwards, the grains flying into Yygdran's eyes. He yowled in pain, dropping the dagger and grabbing at his face. It was this which prompted the two sides to clash, steel against steel ringing and echoing all around as Decimus suddenly grabbed Qi by the waist, hoisting her up onto a shoulder as he ran back for the turtleship.
It was as if the attack was enough to remove him from his brainwashing. For the most part, at least. Her aura kept him inclined to protect her, but he could now function enough to focus on one thing: finding his gear. Entering the ship, he slammed and locked the door behind him, hoping her crew could hold off their attackers long enough for him to at least locate his pepperboxes, if nothing else. "Where are my things being stored!?" He asked her aggressively.