Just something I should have added into the start, but may as well make a little chapter about it.
Deep below the earth, in caverns that stretched for miles, magic stirred, and a sudden gush of wind sent dirt, ash and all kinds of things tumbling into the cavernous abyss. Like a small tornado, the wind circled the ash and sent it spiralling into the air with an almost joyful abandon, the wind howled with frenzy around the tunnels and caverns, awakening the true magic of this land…
The wind died down and soon dissipated completely, leaving the ash into a nicely sized pile. After several moments, the pile shifted, and fell; as a figure emerged from the ashes like a phoenix from the cycle.
She dusted off herself with an air of self-entitlement, she frowned particularly and straightened, "Now then, let's see what the inhabitance of this dreadful realm are truly capable of ".
Malificent smirked and disappeared into the darkness.