Let us turn back time slightly and return to the elemental plane of fire, to when the members of the Council of the Arcane, who had come to gather materials and data, fled in desperation through a collapsing mountain range…0

A magician summoned a howling tempest, wrapping the entire party within its furious winds. The storm lent speed to their retreat and deflected the molten shards that erupted from the scorched ground.0

"How could that slumbering Fire Elemental Lord awaken so suddenly? It was supposed to remain dormant for at least another decade! The damage we inflicted by gathering samples was basically nothing. It should have felt like little more than a scratch, especially in a region already so unstable with fire essence."0

One scholar, carried on a knight's back, was frantically flipping through a conjured grimoire and scanning the recorded data with trembling fingers, his voice ragged with disbelief.0

"That's not something we can afford to worry about right now," roared the magician steering the gale, his voice straining against the mounting roar of the...0