Wil/Peony/Riyeko
Wil took Peony's wrist from his waist. "Ya ain't strong enough." He undid the knot of his sash belt and started unwinding it.
"Keep yerself in one piece." He cautioned to Riyeko. They had come from onboard and he did not lose crew members. "It starts spittin spells out y'get outta there." If it came to that, he and Riyeko might end up staying. No sense in the little one getting swallowed up by the sea.
Reaching his hands back, he wound the fabric around Peony's back and around his front again, through a couple of his belt loops and began knotting. "Still might wanna hold on for this!" And he pulled back, revving the engine and started accelerating them rapidly off the ship.
In the distance the beach was a growing mass of small shapes making for the beach. Already a dragon was out there and other small vessels, spells flying. Well, at least they weren't in this alone. When they levelled off in the air, Wil reached into his kick box and pulled out two pairs of goggles with solid rubber straps. With practiced ease he slipped a pair over his head and held his hand back to give it to Peony. With all the wind and salt water, better be prepared before blinded!