Drake/Guy/Azalea/Conan
Lea had a point, and Drake needed to be able to focus on the fighting, not on whether or not Conan was safe. "If you can," he said to Lea, "that'd be great. Guy and I can get any stragglers that Seal Evil doesn't stop if there are any, give you guys time to get out." He looked to Guy for confirmation.
Conan was looking at him and Drake immediately felt guilty. The kid was going to have to fight eventually, but this wasn't the best situation. Conan had a knife, for crying out loud. "Conan," he said, kicking another zombie away from them. "When this is all over, I'll take you outside, get you some actual fighting experience, okay?" That way, Drake could at least control the situation. "For now, we need you to go with Lea, make sure she's safe." He was pretty sure that it was going to be the other way around, but at least this way, he hoped it would soften the blow a little.