For the third time, the pillar of storm magic sweeps the land, the Everfree’s reputed weather-negating powers doing nothing against the staff’s enforced storm cover. The entire storm system begins to slowly spin as the atmospheric pressure drops to a new low with a fresh ear pop to show for it, the wind becoming extremely violent and tousling the forest’s thick foliage in big waves of downdrafts and microbursts as the rain begins turning into hail. The lightning graduated to a steady bolt every two-odd seconds, with a constant and chaotic arpeggio of thunderclaps following suit thanks to their varied and diverse distances. And there was also a new addition to the meteorological carnage in the form of several twisters roping down from the clouds above, each ripping up nice, decently chunky lines in the forest as they made landfall.