First Instance

A rush of wind caused the waters to ripple madly, and bash against the innumerable dome shaped rocks rising from their collective, repugnant body. One forceful gust was enough to disturb the tranquility that had been here before, but unfortunately, the one causing it made it spawn many times as they jumped from one rock to the next in rapid succession.

Vali had grown impatient.

Simply walking at such a terribly slow speed – as much as the clouds overhead allowed – towards the GOAL, was not ideal.

Sitting still, and doing nothing had never been a favoured non-hobby of hers.

She had wasted thirty minutes adhering to this unrelenting phenomena before bursting towards another goal that had to do with her own selfish desires.

An arrow shaped glow was streaking ahead of her in a direction detached from the mountain, and she was speeding to keep up with it while decked in a brilliant glare of mana that reinforced her strength.