With the four elements of creation at my disposal perhaps I can weave the world into my ideal vision.
I do not regret what I did. They were too short-sighted to understand my vision.
I am Enrora Relistra. I have no one left, but that will change soon.... soon.
Soon I will see my mothers face again. I will hear my father's views on the facts of life. I shall see my sister climb onto the roof without a fear in her heart. Everything that I have done will be forgotten once I rewrite time. I can return to being the happy young woman I used to be. These tools will happily be cast aside once this is over.
If those fools try to stop me then I invite them to try. It would be quite entertaining truth be told.