Warden began again. He didn't move at his top speed, trying instead to go more with the flow of the wind, and he hadn't found it any easier.
He hadn't found any signs of a grand formation or traps, so he could only begrudgingly agree that the blades of wind were a natural phenomenon. There wasn't any pattern to them. The blades of wind struck without warning, naturally.
However, other than the blades of wind, there were other—softer, less vicious—winds blowing in the mountain path. Warden tried to see if there was a connection between them.
The slower wind moved at its own pace, while the sharp wind attacked at its own pace. There seemed to be no connection between them to the naked eye. There was no spike in its pace when the attacks came, nor did it slow down. However, the blades of wind moved in the same direction as the slower wind.