"Alright," Cerys said, her voice steady, "we need a proper plan this time. We can't just charge in and expect to come out of this unscathed." She gestured to the rest of the Thorncrawlers, still clustered protectively around the mound.
"If we can separate them, take them in smaller groups, we stand a better chance."
Mikhailis nodded, his gaze following her hand as she pointed.
"Dividing them makes sense. The fewer we have to fight at once, the better." He glanced at the enchanted net in his hand and the pouch of herbs on his belt.