Wretchedly Rich

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They had long had their eyes on the boy right from infancy. If not for the oracle who had helped reveal where he was, they would have searched for long and gotten no positive result.

The same oracle who had revealed the mystery child also gave specific instructions not to touch the boy, or else they came prepared.

The chief priest knew this was the right time to strike. He had long waited for this day and here it was.

“Ahugwanle-la. Ahugwanle-la. Ahugwanle-la. Ahugwanle-la.”

The twelve elders chanted along, each clothed in white and having chalk drawings on their arms and chests; their faces mapped with charcoal, and feet stained red. To each a staff was given; the staffs representing the sun (purity), and the charcoal imprinted—the moon (darkness). These staffs were to be driven into the soil while the elders stood before each they owned. The demon loosed upon the earth must not live past this day—the elders continued chanting, not until a signal was passed for them to stop. The clouds pulled together, as if receiving the signal given, and darkness befell. The earth quaked as thunder and lightning crashed, signalling there was no much time left. Ukpaka gave out an angry cry from where he stood, and a monstrous wind came sweeping him off.

TO BE CONTINUED