The igbo sorceress episode 12

THE IGBO SORCERESS – Episode 12
 
Adaku conjured a crystal cyst of light around her body and folded herself into a heap. From beneath the cyst, arrows of flames ascended toward her at supersonic speed. The first waves of the arrows of flames to reach the cyst bounced off it and exploded into a massive ball of re around the cyst. in,side the cyst Adaku cried out in fear. There was no hope in sight. Many more arrows of flames were on their way toward her. Uju and the army of Lokp-nta had made sure they kept speaking to the arrows to multiply and attack Adaku till she would fall out of the sky “There is no hope any more It’s all speaking to the arrows to multiply and attack Adaku till she would fall out of the sky. There is no hope any more. It’s all my fault. I should have killed them all when I had the chance,” Adaku sorrowed. In a bid to save her life, she tried to reach out to other evil powers that might want to help her, “Is there anyone out there who can hear my voice?! This is Adaku, the great sorceress in the wild, daughter of Amaefule, chief amongst the wizards of Umueke village. Come to my aid. Please help me to wipe clean from the earth these evil seeds of Lokp-nta which pollute our earth!” While she sought help the cyst began to crack. It could no longer take the volumes of attacks it had been subjected to. in,side the cyst, Adaku bounced around as the cyst shook terribly. Out of the blue a voice spoke to her, “Adaku, be strong and fight on!” “Who is this?” she asked. “It is I nturukpa, lover of evil deeds and home to the most heinous evil powers. I have sent help your way. Rise up and fight!” Adaku stood to her feet, managing to steady herself in spite of how much the cyst trembled. “If I might ask, lord nturukpa, who is this help you have sent?” Adaku asked. She knew a lot about how evil nturukpa can be. “Your father Amaefule is on his way to help you. He will wipe Lokp-nta clean and bring you to me, child.”
“No!!! No! Nturukpa no! Don’t do this! Let my father go free and send help to me through some other means!” “There is no other way. Your father came to me himself. He ran into my forest and I spared his life. His friend Emenike is dead. Your father has accepted my offer already. However, if you won’t receive him, I might as well take his life now!” “Please lord nturukpa, let him live! I accept your offer of help!” “Good. Now get busy with killing these filths that stain Lokp-nta. When this is over, your father will bring you to me. You and I will make a perfect team for greater evil!” Adaku was certain her father was gone forever. Nturukpa never released what he took. In anger over the pain of losing her father, she looked down at the people of Lokp-nta, and the arrows of flames heading her way and spit down at them. “You are the reason nturukpa took my father from me! On my blood I swear to fight till Lokp-nta is no more!” she shouted. Like an insane lady, she bit into her wrist and blood began to gush. Raising her hand above her head, she let her blood drip over her face and down to the floor of the cyst. Then she began to make incantations, while she muttered those words, the cyst broke into flames. It had taken as much attack as it could. Down below, Uju and the people of Lokp-nta began to celebrate wildly. “Now the sorceress knows that Lokp-nta is not a people to toy with!” Uju shouted. “Find her body! Search for her body!” voices of young men echoed. In the midst of the fiery debris falling to the ground, Adaku descended, her eyes burning with flames, her hands full of burning arrows, and her feet buried in re. She would dare trudge on the soil of Lokp-nta and finish what she had begun. As she breathed, fiery smokes belched from her mouth and nostrils. “Stop! Stop! Something is coming our way! Oh my God! This one is worse than the sorceress!” “What is it my child?” mama Daniel asked. “It is a man robed with the power of a god! I see him coming from nturukpa forest!” “Jesus Christ! Did you just say nturukpa forest, child?” “Yes, mama.” Mama Daniel paced about restlessly with both hands on her head. “Mama how bad is it?” Daniel asked. “Very bad my child! In wars of old, it was nturukpa who stopped opete from saving many of our people. Opete was eventually able to help our people but that was after thousands had died. It was said that a truce had to be reached between the gods of old before opete could help us…” she paused thinking very hærd. Grabbing Ifeoma by both hands, mama Daniel stooped before her and said, “Little child, I have seen what you can do. You fight without opete in your mouth. I am convinced that only you can face what is on its way to our village.” Ifeoma smiled innocently as if her village was in no danger. “Mama, if it be so, then let me run now and meet this evil before it gets close enough to do much harm against us,” she said. “I am very sorry I ask this of you. I don’t know what else to do now,” mama Daniel said, almost in tears. “Don’t do that mama. Don’t cry. It is a good thing this evil is coming against us at this time. It is good that we end it along with the sorceress. Let us go!” the little seer said bravely. And so Ifeoma, mama Daniel and Daniel turned back toward the farmlands. At the boundary between Lokp-nta farmlands and the uncultivated lands of Umuchieze, opete plant stood, rising from the ground like an iroko tree. From where they stood far off, Ifeoma and her team saw it. “Mama what tree is this? It was not there earlier today,” Daniel observed pointing at the tree. “Mighty God of heavens, you never fail! We were right to embrace the teachings of your church! Glory to God!” “Mama why are you celebrating?” Ifeoma asked. “That tree which you see is opete plant!” Ifeoma and Daniel looked at each other unbelievably. “How can a plant become a tree?” they asked simultaneously. “Last time such a battle took place, nturukpa humiliated opete. It appears opete will have none of that this time.” “So we won’t have to fight, right?” asked Daniel. “No, we will fight. This simply means that whoever that man coming to our village is, he will have less power to fight against us with as opete locks horns with nturukpa…” mama Daniel was forced to stop by the miraculous sign happening across the opete-filled farmland. The leaves of all the opete plants in the farmlands were changing from green colour to gold. “Throw away the old leaves of opete you have! Spew it out of your mouth, son! Pluck these new leaves and put them in your mouth!” mama Daniel shouted excitedly. “Mama, can we get some of these to the people back home?” Ifeoma asked. Mama Daniel paused to think. “You know you are right Ifeoma,” she said. “Daniel I am sending you home with these new leaves. You must get them to those back home. Tell them what your eyes have seen,” she said to her son. As quickly as they could, mama Daniel, Ifeoma and Daniel began to pluck the golden leaves of opete. They plucked as much as they could and tied them in large folds wrapped with cocoyam leaves. Making use of the abandoned raffia baskets in the farmlands and two dry tree branches, mama Daniel constructed a makeshift truck. Making sure Daniel had his mouth filled with the new leaves, she sent him home with the truck. Daniel was overwhelmed by the power of the new leaves, it did not only fill him with unusual strength, it also took away his pains and increased his senses of sight and hearing. “This is different from what I had earlier,” Daniel whispered to himself and he dragged the truck home. His intention was to return to the farmlands and help his mother and Ifeoma against the coming evil. However, unknown to him, something else was waiting for him at home. Running to the edge of the farmlands, mama Daniel and Ifeoma watched as opete descended on Amaefule and nturukpa who sent him. Not even nturukpa had expected what Amaefule met on his way. Opete was raving mad. It fought to for glory. It fought to redeem it desecrated name. It fought to pay nturukpa back for what it did in the past. The ground was shooting wide open as though land mines exploded from under it and blades of opete leaves sprang up, slicing into Amaefule. Neither Amaefule nor nturukpa had seen anything like that. Amaefule was forced to run back and recover. When he charged at opete, an army of nturukpa shrubs followed behind him.
 
TBC…
 
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THE IGBO SORCERESS – Episode 12
 
Adaku conjured a crystal cyst of light around her body and folded herself into a heap. From beneath the cyst, arrows of flames ascended toward her at supersonic speed. The first waves of the arrows of flames to reach the cyst bounced off it and exploded into a massive ball of re around the cyst. in,side the cyst Adaku cried out in fear. There was no hope in sight. Many more arrows of flames were on their way toward her. Uju and the army of Lokp-nta had made sure they kept speaking to the arrows to multiply and attack Adaku till she would fall out of the sky “There is no hope any more It’s all speaking to the arrows to multiply and attack Adaku till she would fall out of the sky. There is no hope any more. It’s all my fault. I should have killed them all when I had the chance,” Adaku sorrowed. In a bid to save her life, she tried to reach out to other evil powers that might want to help her,
 
“Is there anyone out there who can hear my voice?! This is Adaku, the great sorceress in the wild, daughter of Amaefule, chief amongst the wizards of Umueke village. Come to my aid. Please help me to wipe clean from the earth these evil seeds of Lokp-nta which pollute our earth!” While she sought help the cyst began to crack. It could no longer take the volumes of attacks it had been subjected to. in,side the cyst, Adaku bounced around as the cyst shook terribly. Out of the blue a voice spoke to her, “Adaku, be strong and fight on!” “Who is this?” she asked. “It is I nturukpa, lover of evil deeds and home to the most heinous evil powers. I have sent help your way. Rise up and fight!” Adaku stood to her feet, managing to steady herself in spite of how much the cyst trembled. “If I might ask, lord nturukpa, who is this help you have sent?” Adaku asked. She knew a lot about how evil nturukpa can be. “Your father Amaefule is on his way to help you. He will wipe Lokp-nta clean and bring you to me, child.”
 
“No!!! No! Nturukpa no! Don’t do this! Let my father go free and send help to me through some other means!” “There is no other way. Your father came to me himself. He ran into my forest and I spared his life. His friend Emenike is dead. Your father has accepted my offer already. However, if you won’t receive him, I might as well take his life now!” “Please lord nturukpa, let him live! I accept your offer of help!” “Good. Now get busy with killing these filths that stain Lokp-nta. When this is over, your father will bring you to me. You and I will make a perfect team for greater evil!” Adaku was certain her father was gone forever. Nturukpa never released what he took. In anger over the pain of losing her father, she looked down at the people of Lokp-nta, and the arrows of flames heading her way and spit down at them. “You are the reason nturukpa took my father from me! On my blood I swear to fight till Lokp-nta is no more!” she shouted. Like an insane lady, she bit into her wrist and blood began to gush. Raising her hand above her head, she let her blood drip over her face and down to the floor of the cyst. Then she began to make incantations, while she muttered those words, the cyst broke into flames. It had taken as much attack as it could. Down below, Uju and the people of Lokp-nta began to celebrate wildly. “Now the sorceress knows that Lokp-nta is not a people to toy with!” Uju shouted.
 
“Find her body! Search for her body!” voices of young men echoed. In the midst of the fiery debris falling to the ground, Adaku descended, her eyes burning with flames, her hands full of burning arrows, and her feet buried in re. She would dare trudge on the soil of Lokp-nta and finish what she had begun. As she breathed, fiery smokes belched from her mouth and nostrils. “Stop! Stop! Something is coming our way! Oh my God! This one is worse than the sorceress!” “What is it my child?” mama Daniel asked. “It is a man robed with the power of a god! I see him coming from nturukpa forest!” “Jesus Christ! Did you just say nturukpa forest, child?” “Yes, mama.” Mama Daniel paced about restlessly with both hands on her head. “Mama how bad is it?” Daniel asked. “Very bad my child! In wars of old, it was nturukpa who stopped opete from saving many of our people. Opete was eventually able to help our people but that was after thousands had died. It was said that a truce had to be reached between the gods of old before opete could help us…” she paused thinking very hærd. Grabbing Ifeoma by both hands, mama Daniel stooped before her and said, “Little child, I have seen what you can do. You fight without opete in your mouth. I am convinced that only you can face what is on its way to our village.” Ifeoma smiled innocently as if her village was in no danger. “Mama, if it be so, then let me run now and meet this evil before it gets close enough to do much harm against us,” she said. “I am very sorry I ask this of you. I don’t know what else to do now,” mama Daniel said, almost in tears. “Don’t do that mama. Don’t cry. It is a good thing this evil is coming against us at this time. It is good that we end it along with the sorceress. Let us go!” the little seer said bravely. And so Ifeoma, mama Daniel and Daniel turned back toward the farmlands.
 
At the boundary between Lokp-nta farmlands and the uncultivated lands of Umuchieze, opete plant stood, rising from the ground like an iroko tree. From where they stood far off, Ifeoma and her team saw it. “Mama what tree is this? It was not there earlier today,” Daniel observed pointing at the tree. “Mighty God of heavens, you never fail! We were right to embrace the teachings of your church! Glory to God!” “Mama why are you celebrating?” Ifeoma asked. “That tree which you see is opete plant!” Ifeoma and Daniel looked at each other unbelievably. “How can a plant become a tree?” they asked simultaneously. “Last time such a battle took place, nturukpa humiliated opete. It appears opete will have none of that this time.” “So we won’t have to fight, right?” asked Daniel. “No, we will fight. This simply means that whoever that man coming to our village is, he will have less power to fight against us with as opete locks horns with nturukpa…” mama Daniel was forced to stop by the miraculous sign happening across the opete-filled farmland.
 
The leaves of all the opete plants in the farmlands were changing from green color to gold. “Throw away the old leaves of opete you have! Spew it out of your mouth, son! Pluck these new leaves and put them in your mouth!” mama Daniel shouted excitedly. “Mama, can we get some of these to the people back home?” Ifeoma asked. Mama Daniel paused to think. “You know you are right Ifeoma,” she said. “Daniel I am sending you home with these new leaves. You must get them to those back home. Tell them what your eyes have seen,” she said to her son. As quickly as they could, mama Daniel, Ifeoma and Daniel began to pluck the golden leaves of opete. They plucked as much as they could and tied them in large folds wrapped with cocoyam leaves. Making use of the abandoned raffia baskets in the farmlands and two dry tree branches, mama Daniel constructed a makeshift truck. Making sure Daniel had his mouth filled with the new leaves, she sent him home with the truck.
 
Daniel was overwhelmed by the power of the new leaves, it did not only fill him with unusual strength, it also took away his pains and increased his senses of sight and hearing. “This is different from what I had earlier,” Daniel whispered to himself and he dragged the truck home. His intention was to return to the farmlands and help his mother and Ifeoma against the coming evil. However, unknown to him, something else was waiting for him at home. Running to the edge of the farmlands, mama Daniel and Ifeoma watched as opete descended on Amaefule and nturukpa who sent him. Not even nturukpa had expected what Amaefule met on his way. Opete was raving mad. It fought to for glory. It fought to redeem it desecrated name. It fought to pay nturukpa back for what it did in the past. The ground was shooting wide open as though land mines exploded from under it and blades of opete leaves sprang up, slicing into Amaefule. Neither Amaefule nor nturukpa had seen anything like that. Amaefule was forced to run back and recover. When he charged at opete, an army of nturukpa shrubs followed behind him.
 
TBC…