Running all the way back to the prison, Greg looked back, and seeing that they were not chased he started to slow down.
"It seems we are fine for the time being.", said Greg calmly as he looked at the stairs.
A small while later however he turned his gaze at those carvings on the walls and ground and started to think.
"Strange. I could use my wind and fire elements, yet I couldn't utilize my earth and darkness powers. Is there a reason behind this?"
Thinking back the moment he activated his powers, suddenly Greg's eyes widened in surprise, and thought, "If I'm right, the carvings only lit up, when my powers got into contact with them. Should it be that these carvings nullify any powers that touch them?"
With that in mind, Greg waved his hand, and in instant golden flames appeared around his hand.