Adjutor
Right as Adjutor thought that this couldn't get any more insane, the woman in front of him walked right into the worst of it. To his surprise, she remained untouched by the storm. The blaze didn't even singe her, the wind flowed around her, she moved as if unhindered by the blackness that would've blinded Adjutor if not for Xarrest, and the chill didn't seem to bother her in the slightest. The teen's mouth fell open from a combination of shock, terror, and awe, his expression itself a testament to his utter disbelief of what he was witnessing.
How in the-
And then she barely heard her request, carried to him by Valmanway's winds.
He'd once asked them the same question. He'd once been foolish enough to ask them what they remembered of Creation. The sheer damage caused by the answer had all but leveled a massive forest, thankfully one that was uninhabitable due to all the dangerous beasts he'd been tasked to clear out at the time.
Oh f-
First came the Shadow, the enveloping blackness that had encompassed them spreading, becoming the infinite void of nothingness that was before all else.
Next came Fire, that first spark in defiance of the blackness that burst into the everlasting inferno of Creation, scorching, burning, cracking, melting all that were exposed to its fury.
The winds of Creation roared, massive and deafening, tearing at their surroundings with ferocity that made hurricanes look like troubling breezes, taking the inferno of Creation and turning it into a raging firestorm, a blazing maelstrom amidst the infinite black. Every piece of glass in the building shattered, glittering knives sent flying with the blazing winds.
Those same crystalline shards soon froze over as ice came about, the winds becoming arctic gales, covering every untouched surface in a thick frost that soon crept over most of the building they were in. Fire moved further in, still a raging inferno in defiance of the unending cold and the infinite black amidst the frozen winds that surrounded it.
While the woman was left untouched by some miracle of her own, the Elementals took care to avoid harming Adjutor with this display. After some time, the storm of Creation finally died down, the inferno fading to a mere blaze, the deathly cold fading to a faint chill, the raging winds dying down to a soothing breeze.
Oh god please don't-
Then the darkness finally lifted to reveal that the mall they'd been standing in had been almost completely destroyed, reduced to rubble and the shattered remains of support structures. Patches of the devastation were still iced over, while other areas continued to burn, only the ground in Adjutor's immediate vicinity had been spared the carnage. The tree that the woman had been sitting on was somehow still there, though it was a blasted, charred husk. Fortunately, the part of the building it had been supporting was harmless rubble now. Water gushed from broken plumbing and damaged fire hydrants alike as the screams from outside reached them amongst the two amongst the rubble.
We need to get out of here.
Well where in the Pantheon's blasted earth are we going to go to get away from this?
The water continued the gush, the spray from the broken plumbing starting to die down every so slightly.
Adjutor cleared his throat, collecting himself for a moment as an idea struck him.
"Would you like to see the ocean, by any chance?" he called out to the woman.
