Ramarro reads mind

As he considered the increased pace of the sky castle, Cole realized the plan.

  The vortex within the cloudwall.

  Vortex? The word penetrated his thoughts. What vortex?

  Cole tried not to think of the gigantic vortex behind the cloudwall, and so of course he pictured it vividly. Peering into the whirling maelstrom was like gazing down into a tornado with a mouth as wide as a football stadium. He remembered how the howling experience inside the slipstream in the echolands had reminded him of the violent funnel. Like a cosmic drain, the vortex devoured the endless parade of sky castles flowing into it.

  Maybe it could devour a torivor.

  How exactly is the vortex like the slipstream? Ramarro asked.

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