Without any assistance from her enchanted vision, it looked like there was a line made of a ghostly glow being established between Petra and the spinning bear above. And that was all. 

This plan hinged on the details yet the storm and distance made it difficult to scrutinize, the wind was not slowing and they had only so much time at hand. The downward current felt like it was going to tear her skin when Jazdia activated her communication device. 

[color=ec008c]"You are making one hell of a mess here,"[/color] she said, for now, the replies came in erratic rumbles of wind hitting the microphone. [color=ec008c]"If you heard my last message, good. If not, I am not going to repeat it."[/color] Pausing, and still no reply, Jazdia exhaled a breath before continuing. [color=ec008c]"[b]You need to calm down[/b]. Asevor has a bomb powerful enough to level half of the city with him, and I swear to God it will happen if we stop him right now. He is trying to get away from the city, and currently heading to the southwest, seemingly lost all sense of direction. Luckily it's all plains outside the city. Now, if you want to keep your hide and alive, keep the pressure on him, slow him down until he is far enough from the city, then we take him down. How's that sound to you?"[/color]