"Leave this one!" Zachariah runs to the nearly downed man and stares into his eyes (Move to O5). If you know what is good for you, you will stay still and call off your friends before they are roasted alive. Not that you have a choice on the former. As he finishes his threat, a small flick of light flashes in his eyes.
AC: (1d20) 2 (In melee range, nothing in the way)