“Interesting.” Chief Bamiro said, clapping his hands as he began to walk towards Bayo. “You took the mistress of space by surprise. And coupled with Hana rejecting her in the first place, she was no match for you. You do have the potential, don't you?” Bamiro said, his right hand latching to the shoulder of the first born.
Bayo sighed, physical exhaustion running through each and every nerve in his body. It felt good, to be able to stand out against Hana or rather Ashabi in her maniac state but then the toll on his body, on his energy could not be ignored.
Luckily, he did know that he had not pushed his energy to the extreme. If he had, Yasmin would have probably pushed out a warning. He felt the urge to check his soul status but then again, he hesitated, wanting to push that till some time later. After all, what was really what he was looking for
Finally. We are at where the final show down should begin. But then would it really start so soon? Byao ahs not elarnt enough tho. There is so much eh does not know. Would he really be ready for what lies ahead of him?
True to what Ronke said, the sounds of hammering begun to resonate in the air. The sensation that equipped the atmosphere of a town which was basically dependent on crafting and building various equipment and weaponry taking over the seven atmosphere of the ship little by little.Ronke sighed in relief as she heard the sounds, each of them sounding like welcoming lullabies to her ears. Like music to her soul. She was ecstatic about the whole thing.First of all, she as able to make it down here. She was able to make it down to the same pkcwwhere she had been castaway. She was at the place of her origins and the job or bright could not be contained. No, n't by a long shot.Then secondly again, the fat that she could hear the sounds here and there were welcoming to her because it meant one thing. She was not late. Her whole makeshift town as not late. Despite all of the occurrences which had played out on the course of the journey; they had tougher it out to
“Bring it over here.” A voice echoed out from the ground as the tremendous form of the Black Rage Dragon towered above buildings and beings.The air was still, heated by the very presence of the Dragon in the scene. The dragon was floating, levitating at best with an extremely contorted scowl, powered by tremendous rage within it.It had a reptilian snout, it's fangs running about the exterior of the snout like external attachment. The fangs were all about yellow or grey at best, all of which were externally affixed, or seemed so, even as they locked into one another whole a tongue flicked out from the front of the snout. The eyes were beaming yellow, and steaming amidst hissing even as it blinked every now and then.It had a just two points at both sides of the head for ears while having extremely rugged skin with many rings about it. Each ring have a point where noles were tightly packed together especially abouyte jaw side. Then underneath of it the jaws, many rows
Seeing bayo take charge now set her heart lighter as a smile spread across the face of Ronke now. Even though she did not know why expressly Bayo had ruled out Hana from acting on, she did not want to think so much on it. Summarising the bet act of it being in his eagerness to help her actualize her goal here. If for anything, Vayo was the most reliable of the entire squad in the ship right now. The Hadjans could just up and leave at any time they wanted to do so and there would be no tangible reason to hold them back. At least, not at first.But when it came to Bayo, it was mutual. Mutually understanding. This was the Familiar Realm which she had promised him that they would find thescarceherb to heal his friend. The Dragon Weed.It was in here that they would get it because it did grow in abundance compared to other realms in the 7 heavens. However now that Bayo had seen the treat that was bordeing about their hometown, he had promptly taken charge, unwilling to let go o
Was this what it meant to be powerful? Bayo reasoned, asking himself that question repeatedly and mentally. He was no yet powerful. But so far so good, he had the inkling and just about enough knowledge to understand that those who were powerful were the only one who could truly enjoy a peaceful life. Or at least, something as close to those. Unless of course, they chose not to do so. Which as rather debatable because he did not understand why anyone would have that much lower and still be engaged in many trivial matters. Even for him at this stage of his power growth, he was not yet at the place where he could beat hi chest and relax himself considerably. He still had a long way to go but the relief and the serenity that cane with the skydiving right now could not be quantified. As the wind slapped about his face, his body dropping continuously and faster, it felt as if he dd not have a single care in the world. His instances scaremed do him that ng moment, he could
After Obatala would make his way to Earth, using of course the golden chain and the fowl., plus the snail shell which contained some sand in it. The fowl diligently did what fowls would often do. It Went about, scattering the sand on the spot. And in so doing, it was pivotal in laying the first foundations of the planet Earth. It scattered it to the west, weast, North and south, all about, cluckling as it did. And while that was happening, the King of the Gods or the would be king of the gods because as at this time, he was not yet the king of Gods had gone about drinking to his fill. After all, he would not be disturbed since the fowl was still busy in implementing his stage one of the work procedures which he was up to at that time. However, if the King of the gods may have known at that time, then perhaps, he would not have indulged himself so
If it was just him, Shin reasoned, he may have had a better chance at stopping the dragon. Who would just outrightly leap right at the center of the Dragon With no plan in his pockets? Shin bit his lips now,a s he tried to cover his disappointment in the rash action of the First Born. The First Born maybe had something to do but he did not get so much of the time to actualize it, SHin tried to rationalize. Or the Dragon had simply moved way too fast for him to make a move, maybe? He tried more and more to find a basis for which Bayo and jumped right in there, at the hot spot but could not find a sufficing one which could satiate his raging spirit. Perhaps, if he had not been there, right at the nic of time, Bayo would be toast or something else could have happened to him.None of which would have been
There were a variety of transportation services in the big city of Drago. There in Drago, one could either take the flying saucers or use the flying horses and all the other means of flight transportation that were available. In afct, one could even choose to travel through portal gates and appear at their destination i9n a minute whiff. It Was that fast, being that it was supported by the manipulation of Law Agbara to achieve maximum effort. Although this was rather effective and also in the long run more costly in relation to the previous means of transportation. All in all, Ronke had never had the grace of ever seeing her hometown from the view which she was approaching it from. She had been used to the city life back at the Drakonian Confederacy, in Drago to be precise. She had traveled the city regular carriage routes and even went aboa
With the ship landing in the edge of his vision, Bayo could tell that the bustling town of hammering metals and chattering people had come to a momentary halt now. It was as if the town had paused in order to acknowledge that there were some new comers in town. And frankly, he did not mind.After all, what was theatrical appearance if there was nothing that stole the attention in the town?There was the ship. Bayo could imagine how that would steal attention from the skies where he had been fighting. Then again, there was the fight scene, the battle scene where he had fought the dragon. Alongside with the hidden figure of Shon in the background.So it did not really matter that the attention of the town would be divided between them and the ship. What mattered was that the fighting force which had been sent out to exterminate the dragon had seen him. He had come to their rescue, promoting a rather desirable goal.That is, a theatrical appearance.Bayo smil