It was dark.
But the darkness wasn't absolute. Kenris could make out various shapes in the darkness; more so as he began to reach a greater level of consciousness and concentrate on what he was doing. It appeared that the room he was in was rather small, and packed with equipment. A supply room for a complex of some kind, perhaps?
He recalled that he should be able to see in the dark with the visor on his helmet. He reached for his head, determined it wasn't there, and began to search for it further.
He eventually decided that his helmet, along with his sword and other equipment, had been taken from him and not placed in this room. Not particularly surprising, he supposed.
Finally he found what seemed to be a door. He tried to open it, but found it locked. He was beginning to get angry. He decided it was time to blow this door down.
The power of a Wind Knight was in his sword and helmet, it was said. But a little-known fact about them was that they merely use those tools as a means of focusing their abilities. They can still, to a certain degree, use these abilities without them.
Nevertheless, Kenris was having difficulty summoning up the winds by his own hand motions. However, he soon found a piece of some wood-like material of appropriate length in a storage box and began moving it in the required circles, creating a large force of wind moving around him. The power built and built, finally becoming a mass of kinetic energy-charged air around him. In one final motion, he directed the air at the door, slamming the door with the huge burst of energy. It collapsed, and he made his way out into a corridor beyond.

-==[-Nexus-]==-

This room was not dark.
Instead, it was filled with high-tech looking devices. Controls for several unusual devices were scattered around the room, staffed by black-clad officers who appeared totally dedicated to their job.
Which, it appeared, was to obey the orders of the man standing before Reya. The man was tall, and dressed in a blue cloak. He had a notable air of authority about him. His name was Godar.
"And in short," he finished his spiel to her, "We want you to help us save the world."
This last part confused Reya. "Save the world?" she asked. This had, she decided, been most likely the most confusing day of her life.
"There is a person. A person who is very quickly becoming more powerful than anything else in the world." said Godar gravely. "His name is Andar. He has already taken over the entirety of the South Continent. His powers continue to grow. If we don't stop him soon, he will finish his domination of the North Continent and come here. But I believe domination is not his only goal."
"What else, then?" asked the still-confused Reya.
"I believe he is after an artefact which can enhance his powers even further. With that artefact, I believe he could destroy the entire planet."
"Why would he want to do that?" she queried.
"I can't claim to understand his motives." said Godar. "But every person who has ever recovered that artefact in history has made it their mission to destroy the planet. Each time, they've been stopped. But none of them have had power approaching that of Andar."
"But... why do you want me?" she asked, trying to gain some idea of why she was here.
"You are Reya Nexus, inheritor of the power of the Nexus line. The power which grants the ability to transform into creatures. One of those creatures is the only thing which I believe can destroy Andar."
"Power? To transform?" Reya said. She considered, becoming more and more frightened of this man. "No! It's not a power! It's a curse! I have no power. I have a horrible thing which can happen to me which leaves me with no control over my own self - and even strips me of my own body!"
"Reya." said Godar, firmly. "You are the only one who can save the world. You must help us."
"If you want me to try to turn into that... monster... then no. Find another minion." she said. "And where is my friend?"
"Your friend?" queried Godar. "Oh, the knight. Somewhere safe."
"You want me to help you, but you lock up my friend?" asked Reya, incredulously. "Go find some other slave."

-==[-Nexus-]==-

Kenris had almost found it, he was sure. There was some kind of control room in this facility, and he was almost there. If it was indeed the same people whom he and Reya had met in the city who had taken him captive, then this was presumably where their leader, Godar, would be found.
He stepped up to a large security door. There were an array of locks on it. But he'd been smashing through doors for almost an hour now, and this one wasn't going to slow him down either. Once again the winds swirled and slammed into the door, smashing it to shreds.
Inside was indeed some kind of control room. There were devices manned by numerous people all through the room. And up on the platform at the centre was a man dressed in blue, and... Reya!
He wanted to use his wind powers to get him there more quickly, but flying was all but impossible without his helmet. Instead, he resorted to a run, which quickly got him to the centre of the room.
"Found you!" he said to Reya. "Let's get out of here."
"Not so quickly, please." said Godar, stepping forward. "We need her assistance."
"I've told you!" said Reya. "I'm not helping!"
"Ah, but you must." said Godar.
"Enough!" said Kenris. "We're leaving."
"Guards!" said Godar. "Apprehend him!"
Kenris smirked. "I'll take your guards." he said.
"With what?" remarked Godar. "A lump of wood?"
The winds began to form into a swirl of motion around Kenris once again. "Bring it on." he said.