The sky held neither sun nor moon. Thick clouds blanketed it, making everything seem dim and gloomy.
Whenever the clouds parted, mysterious, dazzling lights appeared. On Earth in another plane, people would generally call such a phenomenon the "aurora."
There was no earth beneath her feet, only islands upon islands. Some were made of soil, while others were pure glaciers. All of them floated through the air, drifting slowly as though untouched by gravity.
Lola flew through this strange void. The floating islands nearby gave her a familiar feeling, but even more familiar was the aura of power that pervaded every corner of this world.
Elements.
Within the system of magical knowledge, one needed spiritual power to draw upon elements and turn them into usable magical force, then cast them through special incantations. The strong could shorten their incantations, or even cast without them. This manifested force was magic power. To use a somewhat inappropriate analogy, for practitioners of magic, spiritual power was like a "bucket," while magic power was the "water" within it.
The stronger one's spiritual power, the larger the "bucket," and the more water one could splash out—and the fiercer the torrent. Magic power, meanwhile, determined the quality of the "water" in the bucket. Some "water" was merely harmless spring water, while some was terrifying "sulfuric acid."
In this world, the use of elements required no special method at all. It was as natural and simple as eating and drinking.
Because this was the elemental plane—the Elemental World.
The Elemental World was not a mage's paradise. On the contrary, all matter that was not pure elemental matter was rejected and annihilated by this plane. In theory, only fully elementalized beings could survive in this world. Though Fairy Dragons were the Dragon Race most attuned to elemental power,