She nodded, snatching up a gun for herself and making sure it was loaded and ready. "Just because they're not automatic doesn't mean they don't hurt," she said as she took a shot at the Kraken. She'd fully expected to miss completely - her aim wasn't exactly the greatest - and found herself surprised and a bit elated when it hit a flying tentacle. She pinned that one down to luck.

Of course, as with all refugees' luck, it turned sour a moment later when that same tentacle came hurtling toward her and the surrounding crew members.

Ray had enough time to yell, "Shit!" and dive out of the way, dropping the rifle in the process. She cursed again and glanced at the spot where she'd been, only to see the Kraken snag one of the men and drag him away, screaming in terror. She growled and grabbed the nearest gun she could find and opened fire.

"I'm not losing my ship or my crew to a fucking Heartless calamari! Boys, let's send this bastard back to Davy Jones!"