Terra was painting, feverishly. A giant tower was being erected from the ground up. It was supported ever so much above the actual town square. Tera was making a castle in which to take residence. Minute by minute, stroke by stroke, she painted herself a castle. In no time, it was completed. It was small as far as castles go, but still larger than two apartment complexes combined. It looked like the Eiffel Tower, to a point. Much like the iconic structure, it shot into the sky, but to a circle shape. Two draw bridges, tall, stood on the east and western sides of the tower, guarded by painted defenders who held a tower shield and a sword. Two each per bridge. Its sides curved upwards, leading up with a series of windows and balconies. Tera applauded her creation, "This'll do nicely!" And she flew up to the top, taking her place in the spire room.