Reidar gripped the Wolf's fur. The beast sped up, but there was no escaping, at least not completely. Above them, the atmospheric pressure plummeted.
Silas found him again.
Reidar cast Summon Feral Pack. The space twisted, and a hundred crows materialized one after the other. They coalesced into a dense, screaming black cloud that directly charged at the Archdeacon.
Silas did not change his course. A deviation implied he would lose Reidar again, and he was not going to allow that; besides, these creatures were beneath him.
He wasted no time on individual targets; instead, he channeled mana and transformed the immediate area into a grinder thanks to mana friction.
Blue arcs disintegrated feathers and flesh on contact, yet the number of flock members was high, and it overwhelmed his sight.
"BASTARD!"
While the front ranks vanished into ozone, those behind capitalized on the opening the other ravens gave them.
