John
*Seeing the fire begin to spread amongst the boxes Ardon saw the simplest solution. Quickly he would yeet all the boxes one by one to stop them from setting fire to the ship! There wasn't much else to do anyways aside from hoping that the sailor he threw the corpse at was dead. Cracking his knuckles he would remember to lift with the knees and not with the back as well as take advantage of his multiple arms to get a stable grasp on the object before yeeting it away from Mai and Horace... Possibly even the area where the Sailor sank just to make sure*
Jack
*Horace could only give Mai a concerned look as she spoke. Her words almost depressing as she begged not to be left alone. Horace holds her tight, preparing scale the wall.*
"I know Mai, i know... Im not going anywhere, alright? Just hold on tight while I climb like last time, alright?" 

*He says, giving Mai an almost reassuring smile. The elf could only try to comfort her in the moment... Though actions speak louder than words, and Horace soon begins to climb. Taking Mai up to the top where it was safe...*

*Or "Safe", since the boat was being set aflame. Though Ardon seemed to be handling it, so no need to mention it to Mai...*
Steven
*Ardon ends up setting himself on fire, not that he cares.*

*There doesn't seem to be any more enemies aboard the ship. Now's the time to rescue the hostages.*

*There's only one problem. How are you going to bring them all back?*