Mary frowned at the assessment. So close to some place they might be able to rest and of course they're risking getting into a fight. The weather or a monster, either was dangerous and potentially fatal, but something she trusted this little quartet could handle. Both at once though.

She rubbed her hands together and took high steps through the snow, trying to get her blood moving and her body warmed, trying to limber up in case she had to fight. She dared not use another katon and risk showing their hand or provoking whatever it was.

"If we have to run, I'm not sure I can make it," she muttered. She gave Saori and Ira a meaningful look, "If I fall, don't put yourselves in danger to save me." It was awful that they kept going in a round like this but she didn't want this to end for them like it did for her back in Jamaica. Nor did she want the blood of the others spilled for her sake. If she was going to die once and for all, she'd rather it be fighting.