Saashala watched the antics of the others, already feeling a little weary. She was going to have to work hard to keep these in line. Fortunately Karok was proving useful as a taskmaster. He probably fancied himself as having power with his headstrong attempt to seize the initiative. But they were on the course she'd laid for them, regardless of how the ambush was set and executed. This was satisfactory.
She gave 'mom' another look. It was very likely there were others being gathered even now. Either to operate on other fronts, or to be held in reserve should they fail. Let the dark take them.
The yuan ti understood that there were different kinds of fear. The sharp fear born of immediate danger was one. By far worse was the slow corrosive fear that sprang from the nameless and unknown. The first could be useful, provoking the victim to decisive action. The second was a poison that infected its victim with despair, sapping their will to go on. The dark.
With a curt nod, Saashala turned and followed in the path of the others at a brisk walk. The others couldn't start without her, but there was some need for haste, after all. The caravan was coming and they had to be ready for it.