She would like to give this woman major props for kicking so much butt while wearing a corset. Sure, her lungs were probably screaming bloody murder and good god that waist looked smaller than it had any right to be. The point was, however, so much butt kicking. But, you know, you still needed to breathe and a corset? Not the best way to go about doing that. So Gwen cut right in, shooting a stream of web over to the pirate before he ever got a chance to so much as far a single shot.

His hand stuck, Gwen yanked him forward, all the way so that she could give deliver punch straight to the jaw. Then an uppercut for good measure.

The poor guy was knocked out cold, and would probably be missing be missing a few teeth.

"Hey, you still with me?" Gwen asked, a hand on the other's shoulders.