Fortunately, playing keep-away is something Deedee’s clerical order is very good at.

She first gathers up a swirling ball of energy in her palms, hurls it at the greatest concentration of guards while shouting an incantation in a language other than Imperial, and making sure the resulting wind tunnel blasted them up, away, and flat.

Then, for good measure, she tosses a Second Wind at Ziel. It won’t be enough on it’s own, but the burst of healing energy can’t hurt.