The moment the last word is said, the red-orange light turns a near-blinding white. If Diarmuid looks up, he'll see a few bluish white feathers begin to fall from the ceiling, before a young woman matching the image on the page he's on appears in a flowing white dress.

Once she drops to the ground in front of him, the light fades into a dim glow.

...Though that doesn't stop the white raven from being startled by the sudden light from below. It flies away, looking for a different cover.

Steve will hear the sound of the summoning, and gears turning from somewhere in the room.

You called for me, young one? the Elemental asks, bending down to meet Diarmuid's height.