Now that the entire area was nothing but ashes and embers, the Storm began to pick up her winds again, ready to cause more destruction. As she did, ashes went flying and embers were pushed around the singed ground. Cinders brightened quickly with the cool air, but died away just as swiftly as they had brightened. One little Cinder refused to end up like her siblings. She refused to let the bully take her down. She allowed the wind to take her up into the air, her bright determination not letting the cold rain destroy her warm life. She allowed the wind to throw her around abusively, but she didn't let it stop her. She finally made it to the Twisting, Raging Storm. The high winds threw her inside the deadly wraps. The Almighty Cinder threw herself around inside the Raging Storm. She struck a few objects, one being a stone. The harsh contact with the stone caused sparks. With sparks came a fire.

The Cinder slowly merged into one with the Storm. Calming the bully with one simple action. The Almighty Cinder erupted from her Flames to calm the Heart of the Storm.