The ash storms started hitting on the third day, and for the following four, they never stopped.
Reidar pressed himself against the wall of his makeshift shelter, which was nothing more than a narrow crack in a cliff face he'd found after days of walking, and watched the world outside turn black.
The wind howled through the volcanic wasteland, carrying clouds of hot ash that would strip the flesh from his bones if he stepped outside.
Reidar had been unable to use his summons to fly around because of the flying monsters after he got far enough from the volcanic area, which was two days ago.
That made searching around harder, and because of that, only the Vorathid Sky-Hunters that he sent around in the earliest days since he came here were still around, far from the scorching ashes.
Reidar spent seven days on this planet, seven days in hell. Seven days searching for Mara. Seven days of nothing.
