Drake/Guy/Azalea/Conan
No natural leader in any battle, Guy went along with the plan easily enough. It was true, the boy had less chance than Drake or himself in this situation. Unwilling to indulge in his own memories as a young, frightened boy in the midst of unfavorable odds, Guy shrugged his shoulders and made ready to caste the spells suggested.
"Can't say I have reason to argue," he agreed. "Let's give it a go!"
Switching focus with a shrug of his shoulders, Guy took a deep breath of concentration and, as the woman suggested, sent out a Haste spell to speed things up. Rolling his shoulders, he concentrated on the magic forces necessary for Bravery once again. With so much spell casting all at once, there came the growing realization that he might, in a distracted state, become just the vulnerable target for an undead attack. Guy tried not to let the idea worry him overmuch.