Drake/Guy/Azalea/Conan
He spared an annoyed look at Conan before he heard Guy and saw Lea. "Bravery would be fantastic, and anything else you can think of," he told Guy before returning his attention to Conan. "Stay behind us, Conan." Now that Guy and Lea were here, keeping Conan alive could be a legitimate priority. "If you can get behind them, get them with your knife or douse them with a potion."
Drake had managed to remember to grab a few on his way out the door, and he held one out to the kid. "If you get hit, screw the zombies, take it and get to safety." Really, he wanted to have Conan get out of the fray right now, but he could use all of the help he could get.
"You'll get an explanation later, but right now? Stay alive." He turned to Lea and nodded, indicating that he'd heard her aside to Guy. Hopefully, Aura Bolt wouldn't go on the fritz tonight because that was really the best he had. "Any other suggestions, Lea?"
An undead mage appeared in front of him and he kicked it back and hastily fell into stance, tossing out another Bolt, although it was weaker than the last. Malicious moogles, he thought. He really needed to perfect this, and tonight was as good a night as any.