When, at last, the sun had fallen beneath the horizon, and Blood Haven had turned silent. The winds gently billowed and froze, held in place by my manipulation of the Kinetic Energy. I frowned, allowing the winds to billow once more. I started anew.
I didn't want the power of the elements per se. Such a tool would do me no good in the long run. The elements were indeed powerful, so much so that I can't even begin to understand how powerful they could become with the aid of Ether or Abyssal Qi. But it was a clutch. An illusion before the power of Kinetic Energy.
If gravity was the arc of space and time and, I could siphon the kinetic energy it produced, turning it into physical strength. Then, I needn't focus on just the elements but rather Creation itself.