As soon an Levi heard the loud crash, he turned and saw the plume of smoke rising over the cliff and trees that kept him from seeing...
The raft.
Levi didn't think, not caring about inquiring more about Taivas or giving him the grand tour in that moment. He allowed himself a fraction of a second to swear under his breath, before turning and launching himself down the beach, his shoes kicking up sand behind him as he set off at a dead sprint.
"Please be okay... please be okay... please be okay..." He muttered between breaths, as he made his way down the beach at a breakneck pace. He knew this beach like the back of his hand, knowing exactly where to turn, and what not to run into. As he finally reached the beach (and breaking his last speed record in the process, not that he cared right now), his first though was running to the raft. He quickly got a headcount, letting out a sigh of relief when he noticed no one was missing. "Is everyone okay?" He asked, as he surveyed the group and let his blood pressure drop. Upon scanning the group, he noticed the arrival of Lucian. "Hey, bud. Glad to see you up and about. Now, would someone please explain to me what the..." He caught himself, before continuing. "...blazes... is going on here?"
Finally, he turned to face yet another newcomer. From what he could tell, that was some kind of vessel he just climbed out of, despite what Morgan was saying about it being a dragon. It looked too metallic, and he was pretty sure dragons weren't supposed to self-immolate. He had half a mind to beat the breaks off of this guy for nearly flattening his friends, but figured that wouldn't exactly set the best example. And besides, Morgan had just fallen over.
He made his way over to quickly check that she was breathing, and hadn't be struck by shrapnel launched from that thing's rough landing. Fortunately, she was fine, seemingly just unconscious. At first he thought that lack of air might be the problem, concussion and all that, but he could breath fine here so that wasn't the issue. He finally decided that she wasn't, in fact, dying, and turned his attention to the guy fishing himself out of the wreckage of that ship(?). He then sighed and quickly made his way over, intending to give the man a hand in getting himself out of the wreckage and away from the fire. He assumed that... whatever it was... that wasn't the intended way to land it and the man probably wasn't in the best shape. "You still in one piece, buddy?"