Ari/Drake/Nate
Drake smirked at Nate. "I'll keep that in mind," he retorted before leading them out of the alley. Hopefully, whatever it was Nate was carrying would be helpful. "And we're going to try to avoid the crabs." He remembered all too well what it was like to lifted up by their pincers; he really hoped to not have a repeat of that.
He saw the group right after Ari started singing and waited, knowing that whatever she was doing would be to their benefit, and the song wasn't hitting him, so it had to be hitting the frogs. As soon as she paused, he sprang forward. Ari's voice followed him, wrapping around him and his body felt more powerful.
Bravery, then, he realized, launching his fist into the face of an iguion and calling back to Nate, "If you've got something to help, this is your chance." He took a headbutt to the gut and staggered back a step before kicking out and planting his foot in the frog's face.