Seeing Korra was still heavily wounded, Alara reluctantly pulled a flask from her belt. A part of her reminded her of the expense of the thing, but her instincts as a soldier took over. Korra was an effective asset that needed to be protected. Don't die with spells unspent, as the saying went.
"Drink this," she said, proffering the healing potion to Korra. "Rotom, best if you hang back with me," she added, noting the kobold's grievous wounds.