Journey to Mur (9)

Erik's wind blades were the fastest attacks he could use. 

He had considered using telekinesis to grab debris or objects to throw at the monsters, but in the open sky there was nothing solid he could manipulate as a weapon.

He had briefly considered pulling up rocks from the ocean floor, but even the closest seabed was well beyond his range. The crushing depths meant any useful debris was hundreds of meters down—far too distant for him to even know it was there.

Instability was already pumped up, and he was using it to give orders to his clones and understand when a monster was attacking him from his blind spots. 

Using his Beastwalker ability, Erik shapeshifted his body to grow four large, feathered wings—two primary wings near his shoulders and two others below them. 

He had no choice but to waste mana like this because his mount had been killed during the initial clash.