The Plane of Acrovax
Reve sighed, "Is it finally starting?"
Even from far away, he recognized the energy signature spread about by the unknown explosion.
It was that of the elemental heart, filled with the 'scent' of the elemental forces that one can't just simply miss.
As Reve interpreted the cause and reason for the explosion, his face slowly turned aghast.
"I have to contact them now."
Making a sudden hand gesture, Reve weaved the magi in him to form a strange magic circle on the ground.
"I summon thee. Thy King of M'sry, Demis! The eye who seeks only salt'd drops of sorrow."
Instantly, the room gained a shade of black. Black winds rampaged inside his room, but this time, they did not damage anything of substance.
They coalesced to form a small tornado that spun for a while before settling down to reveal a rather large bird.