The carriages moved on to their destination.
The road conditions were very bad. After a whole night of storms, the road became muddy and ragged.
At first, Roland had flattened the road with Mud to Stone, but as they approached their destination, their speed dropped because Roland ran out of mana.
Differently from the competition with the female vampire the previous night, repairing the road on a large scale was much more costly. Metaphorically speaking, he had sprinkled water with a tiny pipe last night but was unleashing it with a hydrant at this point.
Looking at his mana, down to its last third, and then at the bumpy road ahead, Roland gave up.
They might as well take their time.
Supposedly, the destination was only forty kilometers away, but they only covered thirty kilometers after five hours.
They had to take a rest in a wood next to the road.
