Zellira almost sighed with relief when Ristina suggested they rest. She could feel her legs shake, even though she had suggested Ristina ride while she walk. She sensed someone was nearby, though with her senses muddled as they were by pain she couldn't recognize anything specific beyond the stealth of a cat and the deadly air of someone hired to finish a job without mercy. She sighed as she realized the choice...run and weaken themselves more, leaving themselves more vulnerable to an enemy who could clearly keep up...or rest now and hope he gave them a few hours to get enough strength to run. "So we have to choose between two bad choices...I don't like our options...but I would have to go for resting now. At least we have enough strength to pose some fight." Zellira said. Her looked around warily, her eyes scanning the terrain. Her hand never left the pommel of her obsidian blade.