You needn't worry, Bara, Emp is too tall to be stabbed as such. And you, too fight well, Larry-san. But I am afraid you have not learned enough. Like the shark in the water, ever adapting to it's surroundings, one must learn the correct fighting styles of it's enemies, and I for one know that the bullet is mightier than the hand.
*pulls out his pistol and fires it at Larry-san's chest, then flips the gun and throws it at Cyad, hitting (him?) at the base of the neck*
* Talmann then proceeds to pull out twin sabres, one long and thin, the other broad, shorter, with a notched tip.
Come on, Larry-san! A duel, to decide the fate of the ship. I win, we keep it. You win, you give us enough stores and boats to make it to the next island. Agreed? I challenge your honor if you do not.