They materialized in the same place they had stopped before the meeting with Alastor.
Viktor's heart was beating fast, the adrenaline was spreading through his body along with his magic to mitigate, to counterattack, the fear which tried to numb his clarity, a powerful psychic attack, courtesy of Alastor, who had tried to defeat him with fear only, and he would have achieved so if Viktor hadn't worn his ring. Viktor concluded that he needed to improve even more his psychic defenses.
The landscape changed at full speed beyond the crystals of the window at his right, evidence of the incredible speed of the infernal steeds. At that speed, they will reach Wyam in just five hours more.
"Raphael, decrease the speed, I have work to do," Viktor said and the driver, disguised as a human, obeyed.
