Perhaps this simple fact has escaped your notice- you are, I regret to
inform you, a mortal, and though simple elemental abilities may do
wonders for you, do not doubt that it is the Gods who wield the power of
your vaunted storms with much deadlier proficiency. Threatening Me with
tales and bluster of your ire is simple-minded at best. Invoking Mine
further, when it is well known that the influence of Wrath is under My
purview, verges on purest idiocy.

Remember this well, mortal: I will not suffer for your actions, but you
may.

Penned by my hand on the 7th of Scarlatan, in the year 396 AF.