But just as Atticus was about to unleash another wave of power, he froze.
A moment of contemplation seized him. 'No,' he thought, taking a brief pause to consider his next move.
"That would be better," Atticus muttered, decisively choosing his next action in the span of a second.
And then suddenly, Atticus stopped controlling the air element, allowing himself to descend towards the ground where thousands of beasts eagerly awaited him.
In the air, Atticus swiftly shifted his focus to the fire element. His form ignited in to an infernal brilliance, flames spiraling around him as he raised his hands, releasing a massive burst from his palms that accelerated his descent to unimaginable speeds.
Atticus plummeted from the skies like a blazing comet, landing amidst the cluster of beasts that had gathered below.
BOOOOOM!
