Ray hung back as John began to give out orders. She didn't have any long-distance weapons, which was probably for the better, if she were to be completely honest. Aim wasn't exactly her forte.

"So, I can't really fight this thing unless we want to use magic," she told Ari in a low voice, "and that might cause a riot among the crew, maybe even a mutiny. Sailors can be really superstitious, after all... But if you're up for taking that risk, I've got a spell that should do a number on this guy." She stumbled as the ship rocked again, but somehow managed to stay on her feet by clinging to the various ropes strung about. Fire would be fun to use on him, but we probably want to be a little more direct... "If not, I can just snag a gun from someone and go wild. Fuck knows they've got enough of 'em."