A ninth-level elemental. The very atmosphere stirred at its presence, drawn into a lethargic, spiraling vortex by the sheer weight of its presence. Earth mana leaked from every facet, causing small spatial tears in the space around it. This wasn't a dragon, or an arbiter, or any mortal. It was a force of nature, a disaster made manifest as sure as any volcano or earthquake.
The creature stood still, gazing around without eyes. My chest tightened slightly as its head tilted, seeming to focus on me. Its attention was brief before it moved on, yet it was terrifying, leaving me trembling. Fable's growl reverberated through me.
"Just what is it? Why is it just standing there? Maybe it's not hostile?" Korra asked.
"No," I whispered, shaking my head. "That's not it. We need to attack. Now."
