He continued deeper.
Earth came next and it nearly drove him insane. Atheline spent twelve days staring at mountains but nothing came. He meditated underground still nithing.
He buried himself up to the waist in soil. That accomplished nothing except making him question his intelligence. He manipulated stone, created walls,compressed earth into armor, and produced spikes but still nothing.
He stood in front of a mountain one afternoon and glared at it.
"What do you want?"
The mountain remained a mountain.
"You've watched me sit here for twelve days."
No response.
"I understand you're old."
Silence.
"Strong?"
Nothing.
"Stable?"
The mountain refused to cooperate.
Atheline sighed.
"I liked Wind better."
A roar sounded behind him. He turned immediately turned only to be met by a giant ape standing among the trees, it's arms covered in stone.
Atheline smiled.
"Finally."
The ape punched him.
