Days later, powerful officials arrived from the city of Mangaluru.
They brought police, machines, and government orders.
The forest was going to be cleared for a giant project.
Villagers protested, but the officials ignored them.
One officer laughed at their beliefs.
"There is no spirit here," he said.
That night…
The wind began to howl again.
The drums of the ritual echoed through the forest.
And Shiva once again felt the spirit rising inside him.
But this time something was different.
The forest was not just angry.
It was preparing for war.
Because the ancient guardian of Kantara had decided something.
If humans tried to destroy the forest…The forest would fight back.