What if I tried to direct the power to turn into air instead of earth for a while? I did so and found that I was fortunate to be incorporeal. A cubic foot of air formed from the convergence of Essence and corruption that was so dense it created solid air; solid like a rock. What happened next shocked me. Not actually, I didn’t form lightning, but it was somewhat startling. There was a massive, explosive, decompression of air. The ground that it had formed over was blasted apart, and for a half-dozen feet, the earth was churned and tossed around.
