Elua er Goltbred, once directly over top of the center of this problem zone, needlessly and theatrically extended her hand after creating a panel of the surrounding air to stand on. The trioxygen that should have started to unravel back into its dioxygen state if it were not so cold started to delicately unravel as most of the pale blue gas jumped into a concentrated reaction chamber designed to raise the temperature. The rest was funneled skyward, to disperse and fall, hopefully breaking down without all this concerted effort on her part.
"Well, that part was simple enough. Now to-"
