As rain continued to pepper the grassy ground, intense winds causing a windmill in the distance to begin churning intensively, the 4th Herrscher, Wendy, opened her brilliant teal eyes to a transport coming in from the skies. She smiled, before pointing a finger at it and sending razor sharp wind flowing toward it, interrupting it with the screech of scratching metal as it lit aflame and began going down. “Hehahhaa!”