As Xara entered the boat, he could see the absolute fury in Ashley's face. She spent easily 5 minutes tirading him. About how they're on a mission and that it's irresponsible and they should've let him, all this time Xara pretty much mentally shuts her out and acknowledges her with a combination of hums and nods. He has better things to do then be treated like he's 8, like change his now dirty clothes.
Xara was the first to jump to Troe's research regarding the strange deadzone. He ultimately believes whatever is causing this strange interference is magic related. He tries all sorts of experiments to test for such a hypothesis, but nothing seemed to work, everyone's magic is working, tomes aren't reacting to anything. What could it be? This mystery bothers him to no end and he'll absolutely come back here one day to figure out this anomaly.
Naturally curious, Xara was one of the first to watch the ships approach, but his curiousity quickly turned to apprehension, as he makes out a surprising amount of people on the upperdeck. He mutters outloud, "Uh, Ashley?" As he says this, he makes out that those people are carrying, bows?! "NOPE!" He's the first to bolt to cover, hiding behind the sail's mast. As he soon as he runs, the archers release their wave of arrows, and everyone else proceeds to panic and follow in his lead. He watches the ships quickly approach and use make shift ladders to board. He bolts and practically jumps down the steps and out of the way of the stampede, running to the other side of the inner boat. Seconds after everyone else enters, he hears someone fall down the stairs, as well as a loud scream and his companions yelling amongst each other.
He closes his eyes and breathes. Be the stone among the pillars of sand. What do we know about the situation? One of them is injured, Aleria will be busy. Mik, Tonka and Kav will likely be defending the latch, and Samara is probably still sea sick. That leaves potentially Margot, Troe, Ashley, and Tedreus.
He looks for tactical means. It's likely the invaders have already boarded, making hatch escape nigh impossible. The port holes could work, but they're too small for everyone. Well, everyone except for him. What would that accomplish though? Fire would take too long, ice wouldn't do jack, and his wind likely couldn't break through the hull. What about his Bolting tome? He'd need direct line of sight for it to be any good. And where would he hit? What about the bridges? They're a critical part of the pirates' strategy... How is he gonna reach them though? Through all the chaos around him, Xara gets an idea.
Pushing through the crowd, Xara takes Troe by the hand and brings him to the closest porthole. "I know this sounds crazy, but I want you to launch me straight up into the air, as high as you can get me. You're a dedicated wind mage, right? Well this is your chance to prove it." Troe eyes Xara trying to fit through the porthole, it's an incredible squeeze, even for him. But he manages it, trying not to look down at the endless water below. He firts gets seated and then stands up. "I promise this is a good idea!"
Troe launches Xara, and as he does so, the world slows down around him, he passes the upper deck, and he sees the first bridge, currently ignoring the extra stimulus like the other boat currently exploding. As he reaches past the crow's nest, he sees the other boat board as well. With expert speed, Xara activated his tome and points at both bridges. "SNIPE!" 2 large thunderbolts from nowhere appear from the sky and strike both bridges. They explode into thousands of pieces as the raiders are now falling in the water or unlucky enough to be struck by the blasts themselves. All of the chaos that ensues means nothing to him as he prepares his wind tome, falling at an increasing rate, he passes the upper deck, his adrenaline pumping. If there's a time trust himself, it's now. As he sees the portholes get closer and closer, he activates a spell. He uses the same spell he used in the tavern and on Kavius, he slows his momentum a bit as it stops all together for a hair of a second. He stretches his arms forward like an olympic diver and shoots himself into the open porthole. He's lucky he makes the narrow hole, but is stopped midlaunch has his hips strike the sides of said window, knocking the wind out of him and leaving him with sudden pain in his lower body. He immediately feels like an oaf as he's now struggling, stuck there with his legs and butt sticking out for easy archer fodder.