Lucas watches his three prospective teammates as they fall to the ground, making sure to leave adequate room for the last member to execute his landing strategy. He wasn't dodging out of reflex or out of the result of extensive training, Lucas was just paying attention. Whether the other two react in time is up to them, but as the three finally gather in front of him, Lucas takes stock of what he has to work with.
To be frank, he's unimpressed. Just judging from their looks, it was likely that all three of them were first-year students at best. The fact that only one of them gave a full introduction pretty much confirmed their inexperience, and while his expression remained neutral on the outside, inwardly Lucas scowled. They do realize this isn't some training mission, right? he thinks as he resigns himself to the current predicament. First years or not, they'll have to do.
"Right then, looks like I'm taking charge of this mission. First things first, everyone link to my scroll so we can keep track of each other's aura levels; my ID is CCE9AE," Lucas immediately steps up to assume the commander position and gives his first order. "I'm assuming you've all read the briefing, so I'll go over the plan. Do you see that watchtower in the distance?" He points to the East over the treetops. It's far away from here, about two, maybe two-and-a-half kilometers out, but even from that distance a structure can be seen peering out over the forest. "Right now, the watchtower personnel are fighting off a sizable group of Grimm on their own. Our first objective will be to clear out the Grimm in the area and--"
Lucas is interrupted by the sound of crackling coming from his scroll. "Come in-- *bzzt* "Can anyone hear me? Come in!"
Quickly, Lucas responded, "This is Lucas Meridiem, Huntsman from Haven, how did you get this line?"
"Oh, good, finally got a connection," the gruff, mysterious voice responded in kind. "This is Captain Jet of the Watch, the guys headin' up the evacuation gave me your contact info, glad you could finally make it. I'd say 'welcome' and show you around, but we're a little tied up at the moment." The voice behind the scroll joked, but gunfire could be heard in the background of the call. Wherever this person was, it seems he was dealing with some Grimm problems, too.
Lucas, recognizing the name "Jet", made to respond, "Roger that, we'll be up that way soon, so sit tight and--"
"Negative, chief," Jet's voice cut off Lucas. "Right now we may be up to our knees in these fuckers, but my boys and I can hold 'em off for days. Besides, from here we can see the entire surrounding area. I can give you detailed information on Grimm locations and movements throughout the forest and let you know if you're about to run into anything nasty. Speakin' o' which..." the voice trails off for a moment as the sound of shuffling can be heard through the scroll's speaker. "A while ago, one of the boys said he saw a Beringel headin' up north towards the lumber camp. Those guys are armed with nothin' more than a few shotguns and bear traps, and that's fine if they're takin' on some Beowolves, but that gorilla will tear them apart in no time flat if it knocks on their door. We've got things covered here, go help them!"
Lucas takes a moment to process this new information. On the one hand, helping the personnel at the watchtower would give the defense a few extra guns to help out, as well as giving the search and rescue team an experienced guide to help them through the area. On the other, the watchtower does give anyone inside of it a bird's eye view of the area, which can give invaluable intel on the locations of the Grimm horde. On top of that, Jet has already told them of a dangerous Grimm heading in the direction of one of the other groups, and if they don't hurry, the lumberyard personnel probably own't survive.
Finally, Lucas breaks his silence, "Copy that. Change of plans, we'll be heading north to the lumberyard to rescue the civilians still there. I'll scout ahead using the route Jet provides me and alert you of anything blocking your path. In the meantime, you three stick together and make sure you don't lose sight of my semblance; its pretty much the only thing that'll let you follow me through the forest." With that, Lucas turns and starts walking north to the treeline, but after a few feet he turns his head back to make one more remark. "Oh, and one more thing: you all are pretty much the only thing that will stand between these people and the Grimm, so as far as they're concerned, you're real huntsmen and huntresses. Make sure you act like it. Now move out!"
He turns back towards the forest, and the spectral lantern lets off that harsh white glow that he used for his landing strategy. At the same time, his mechanical lantern's window opens on the green slot, and Lucas is propelled by the gust of wind that blasts out as he dashes into the forest, leaping into the treetops and quickly disappearing from view. The only thing left that's visible is the light of his semblance, which after a while shifts back from harsh white to soft, ghostly green. His three teammates better get a move on if they want to keep up.