I did not wait for them to come to me; I took my storm with me as I headed towards them. A part of me knew that this action I was making was the wrong one. What I should be doing now was to stand in place and let my storm spread unchecked.
I had become a natural disaster, and in time my storm would cover the world, and every moment I spent outside combat was gaining me greater advantage because the truth of the matter was that I was no longer satisfied with scrounging above the earth when I could head to the heavens and pull those oh so bright stars down.
However, this path of mine that urged caution was being silenced, replaced by the need to never back down against any force arrayed against me; it was what my lady would love.
