War god Crixus

Looking down, Cristian saw a fox walking on dense blue air, eating the gems floating on the lava. She froze as she could sense an angry gaze directed at her. "Get back here, young lady!" Cristian yelled at the top of his lungs. 

She hurried around the surface of the lava, grabbing more and placing it on the dense sky-blue air that she walked on. Once she was done, the air elevated until she reached Cristian's position. 

His gaze went from Nebula to the wind, which formed a kid. He gently dropped the fire crystals on the ground and dispersed without a glance. "Nortus?" Cristian gasped as he just met a phantom of a primordial God!

Beings that even his father hasn't met yet. One just helped Nebula. Funny enough, he felt a little jealous, despite knowing Primordials were weird beings without true forms.