Chapter 12Camyre’s povA whirlwind began to soar higher and buffer, taking everything in its path. The wind picked up, blowing at my locks and garments violently, just like everyone else. The villagers' screams could be heard as they tried to avoid the whirlwind, running away from it, but their goods couldn't be spared.Some of them glanced at me with awe in their eyes as they ran away, “An heir,” the whispers began and I didn't have the time to be confused.“Get up boy! We need to get out of here,” the look in his eyes screamed of fear and caution but he still dragged me up from underneath my arm and pushed me towards the horses.All the while I stared at what I might have potentially created as it caused havoc, “what about the villages, the whirlwind would not stop until it destroys everything in its path,” I frantically stated to Rodryce as he pushed me onto the horse.Glaring at me furiously, “Yes well, whose fault is that? You need to get out of here, while I try to stop it,” he