That Chaos Elemental was giggling like a madman about "claiming ALL the land" and "I'll wreck this area in particular" so much that he didn't notice Dreze move closer.
Dreze hastily cast a Wall of Ice to shield the city from the encroaching horde a bit, before rushing toward the Chaos Elemental ready to cast Banishment. A swish of his staff, a very angry shouted incantation, and...
Nothing. Except the Chaos Elemental sticking it's tongue out and casting Mass Teleport.
"Oh, you PIECE OF SHIIIII-"
After picking himself up out of a festering garbage heap somewhere in Valeneva, Dreze gritted his teeth. "This isn't good. This is bad. This is very bad. Blast it, he fried my Orb of Farshifting..."
"He must have cast Plane Lock on himself..." Tethras said, "What shall we do?"
"You take the Air Plane to Gathelon and check the damage. I'm going to get my full spellbook out of the basement and get ready to chase that elemental down."
Tethras nodded, moving toward the nearest rift to the plane of Air (a valuable shortcut for flying creatures) while Dreze very carefully used Teleport Home...
"And you're saying it was Dreze?" Tethras asked the Dar Wyvern Knight.
"That's what we saw, and half the scouts left to tell His Highness. They're likely already there."
"I am actually wondering if perhaps this is some form of false-flag attack-"
"Yeah, no. There is no way in the Abyss I'm falling for that again. Last guy to tell me that was a serial-killing murder bandit." The Wyvern Knight reached for his spear. "Make yourself scarce."
"Events have taken a turn for the worse," Tethras said.
"Great. There's not only a greater Chaos Elemental on the loose, but everyone thinks it's me." Dreze picked up his staff. "All right. How do I get out of this..."
