Xeha'd noticed that, too. The fact that speed was of the essence was clear; while he was priding himself on being quick on his feet for that last fight, it hadn't always worked, and he was cursing his ever-diminishing supply of Potions.

Speed on his feet. Hm.

As the thing charged in, he lunged aside, allowing himself to roll around and get off an attack before it could respond.

"Braig - I've got a thought."

As he barely dodged the most recent attack, launching off a Fire spell in the thing's direction, he took a moment to glance over.

"You're doing the best out of us. How about I -"

Dammit, stay still and let me hit you! he thought for a moment, as it shot off again.

"- I try a Drive? Do you mind? I think we could get some good attacks on it that way..."

Admittedly, he was still new at the technique. Combining power with his friends, riding and borrowing their form - perhaps it wasn't for everyone. But it'd gotten them out of a few scrapes so far.
Perhaps it'd work again.