“Here’s the boundary to the Darklands,” Dillion said matter of factly. “You are on your own past this point.”
“Those blocks don’t seem like they would stop much,” McCann observed. “Why aren’t there any fences, or guard posts?”
“Well first of all the D’landers love to steal the wire, and we don’t want to put anything in place that might draw them nearer. The second thing is that the guards are three clicks back at the stone rampart we passed.
“Is there anyway else to get to the coast?”
“Sure there is. You can fly like everybody else.”