Jumping a little at the roared command, Midge rushed forward to assist Cedric with the group of undead he was currently engaging. The smell of burning, rotten flesh fills his nose as the flames from Cedric’s attack catch upon the bodies of their attackers. 

There’s too many!  To retreat, or keep fighting? Retreat or fight? The thoughts swirled nauseatingly through his head as he tensed and made a decision.

Swallowing back bile, the diminutive mage starts muttering an incantation rapidly under his breath, reaching in his component pouch and pulling out a small swatch of red cloth.

From seemingly out of the shadows, a large swarm of dark brown bats came screeching towards the group of undead. From the corner of his eye he could see Cedric reading another burst of fire. A look back sees Kith still unconscious behind them, but they stood between her and the undead. 

Gritting his teeth, Midge quickly forced his focus back onto maintaining the spell.

Hello!  Breebles' friend here, I'm up for taking over that mage character if still available!