Drakmir looked between Ming-Ming and Berg. Berg suggested that he could put up some alarms and for a second he considered it but at the same time any time that they rest would be time for the matron mother to catch up. Ideally the angler worm would have ran into them and stalled them for a bit but could they take that chance? He glanced back to each of the party members before clearing his throat.<br/><br/>"I suggest we get something to eat at the very least. Then continue on. We can each take shifts of rest on the mounts for a couple of hours here and there. Ideally we should probably put some separation between us and the group that's hunting us. On the other hand we could also try to put up some distractions. Something for them to stop and examine. Or perhaps lead us off the trail. Does anyone know of anything that could do that? Illusions or even traps. Anything to buy us some time." The Minotaur asked as he kept Alana close.