Deva could sense the swirl of energy around her growing stronger, until she felt as though she were being sucked into a vortex. She tried to cling to a nearby rock with all her strength but she was tugged and pulled by a force greater than she had ever known before. The sound of an immense and violent wind was howling around her, but no leaf was stirring. Thunder cracked and roared, but no lightning flashed. She tried to scream — but as she opened her mouth it was as though the dark, motionless wind poured into her throat and she was taken over by it. Outside and inside she was possessed by it. Her fingers bled as they were ripped from the rock and she was whirled away. She became the wind... a dark and bodiless force that left the mountain and the drummers far behind and rushed through th
