Good enough. Roland nods toward the nearest cover - a tree - and moves at a crouch toward it. They may have to move toward the thing before they can get away from it, because the only other path that isn't in the thing's line of sight is far too steep. So his movement takes him closer to the creature, even as it's almost on them. They're reaching the moment of decision now, where the slightest noise will attract its attention, and if it were only himself and the creature here Roland might not be quite so tense about that.