The black ground was gone as well.

They were not just covered by the rose gold colored ashes.

Things were changing underneath the ashes. The Wind Island was slowly regaining its color after tens of thousands of years.

Swoooooosh- Swooooooosh-

The wind appeared again and gathered up those rose gold colored ashes.

Cale could hear the Super Rock�s voice in his mind.

� I�m relieved.

He was relieved that nobody lived on this black island and that only dirt and rocks were here.

If there were living beings here�

If there were plants, animals, or humans�

Cale would not be able to burn everything and purify the dead mana as he did with the fiery thunderbolt.

Swoooooooooooosh- Swoooooooosh-

Cale could hear the sound of the wind again.

�Let�s all do it together!�

�Grab hands! Hands!�

�Let�s twiiiiirl~! We�re dancing!�

The small whirlwinds started to gather together.

The Wind Elementals were holding each other�s hands. Then they started to dance in circles.

The rose gold colored ashes started to spin in circles following the wind before shooting up into the sky. It was as if flower petals were flying up.

And finally�

�Goodbye!�

�It�s time to farewell! Goodbye!�

The Wind Elementals said their final goodbyes.

The black island was gone, and a desolate island ravished by fire took its place. Then red snow started to fall. JrNovels.com