Reidar spurred the wolf forward, and the beast leaped over a pile of rubble. The wind was getting worse.
It whipped against his face, carrying stinging particles of ash that forced him to squint.
The mana concentration was dropping fast. Reidar sensed it clearly. The oppressive density that had weighed on Kilovar since he'd arrived was now draining northward, pouring toward the portal like rain spiraling into a drain.
It was just a fact. He had left fourteen thousand Archons and many other Vorathid Sky-Hunters behind to create a diversion.
If the Ignis or the Titans broke through that line before he reached Mara, they would run him down. He was Level 530, but that meant nothing against Level 650 titans or patrols of Level 570 Ignis. One hit would be enough.
He urged the wolves to go faster.
