Poison might be a problem. But they're expecting a frontal assault. Rushing into their midst is just going to close off any chance they have of breaking out again.

So Bull stands his ground, bringing up up the axe to deflect as best he can. The barrier still shimmering around him helps, but that's only going to last so long. He can't see what waits at the intersection, but he's certain two Crows with bows aren't the extent of what they have waiting.

Fight ranged with ranged. Beleth again has her chance to shine.