Damian May wrote:
Ak'kulula and Kuublu ascended the rope while Pulgil remained behind for a few minutes to sooth and steady Etwa who had tears pouring down his ancient face.
The great behemoth moved forward, its great bulk threatening to crush the entire beach but at the end there was only the slightest of touches of its scaled skin against the old priest.
Below them Ak'kulula and Kuublu heard delighted laughter and as they passed through the mist they heard a great splash, and again far out across the lake.
Some minutes after Pulgil and Etwa made the climb and arrived at the top of the cliff, Ak'kulula, Kuublu and Chiemeka were amazed at the transformation that had come over the old man. He leapt off the rope and onto the cliff top and even the lines on his face were more furrows than the deep chasms they had been and his eyes shone brightly.
"Miujiza ya moja kubwa!"# Ak'kulula breathes in awe. Open-mouthed, he watches the old sage walk, leap and move like a young man. Shaking his young head in wonder, he follows the Prince as the party makes its way back to the hallway of the winds.
Stepping through the small stone doorway, the party enters the long hallway once again. Ak'kulula turns to Chiemeka, eyes shining in excitement at magic about to be displayed.
"Revered Sir. The enchanted bag, it can be used to contain the winds, so that we may pass this hall and reach the end." He turns back to look at the passageway, eagerly waiting to see the power of the bag in action...
# "Miracles of the Great One!"