Chapter 7:The Heart's Gambit

In the dark depths of the enemy territory, amidst the whispers of shadows and the chilling howls of the night, a council of dark figures convened. Their faces hidden beneath hooded cloaks, their voices laden with urgency and fear.

The first figure (His voice in rage): For days, months, decades, centuries we have been fighting for what is rightly ours; we were so close to victory when the great commander was with us. But, the gods took that away from us. That did not stop us from slaying our enemies, we continued day by day, weeks unto weeks we were just a small village when everything was taken from us but now, now we are large enough to take down a continent.

The second figure (His voice stern):  You do not need to remind us of our past and progress ogbeni, why are you saying telling us a story no one needs to hear?

The first figure (His voice furious): Because anytime we are close to reach our goals those bastards always find a way to overcome us!!!!

A low murmur rippled through the chamber as the assembled figures absorbed the weight of the first figure words.

The third figure (His voice his voice tinges with bitterness):  no matter what we do, they always find away. After the old gods ceased, we had our chance to rule again but these bastards do not give up they kept on fighting a battle that was not meant for them to win.

The second figure (smirks):  hmmmmm, if the battle was not meant for them win, why are we at the legs and they are at the heart?

The first figure (furious): is it not because of the special…..

The second figure (cuts him off): ones or your incapability to conquer what is meant to be conquered ehn?

The third figure (annoyed): do not talk like their soldiers are merely weaklings they have the eyes of adaptability.

The second figure (replies furiously): and we have the ability to release chaos every three full moons. Speaking about the special ones they barely appear in battles so it is still your fault.

The first figure: but when they appear everyone knows it is bad news.

The second figure (smiling): Stop using them as excuse for you incompetence you are a failure to us.

The first figure (very annoyed): How dare you talk to me that way?

As the first figure cannot take the insults anymore he clinched his fists which was rounded with fire and is ready to hit the second figure who is already prepared to fight back, a figure emerged from the shadows, her presence commanding instant respect. Whispers of "our priestess" echoed through the chamber as she stepped forward, her gaze piercing through the darkness. Everyone kept their head to the ground,

Priestess (Furious at the figures in the chambers): We are meant to fight our enemies not each other.

Hearing this everybody in the chambers apologised in Unisom saying "we are sorry priestess",

Priestess (smiling):  Very good. I heard there is a visitor.

The First figure: He is not a visitor he is just a prisoner from the outside realm, it seems his judgement is already served he will be killed soon enough. Do not worry about him.

The Second figure: (opposing the first figure): nobody can enter into the realm if he is not born from this soil. So I do not think the boy is just a prisoner and I think his coming is not just a co-incidence. I also heard somethings about him that is making our enemies think we are working with the British. Òtún (facing the first figure), hope you do not have anything to do with that?

Òtún (also known as the first figure is very annoyed):  How dare you say such nonsense Òsí (facing the second figure).

Òsí (also known as the second figure): a ha don't bite me I was just asking a question.

Priestess (cautioning): Òtún, Òsí this is not the time to make silly argument we have pressing matters which is about the new boy tell me Òsí, why do you feel the boy is different?

Òsí: Because his eyes are purple.

Hearing this everybody in the chambers starts to murmur again because they have not seen anyone with purple eyes the priestess who noticed this instantly snapped her fingers once and the murmuring stopped.

Priestess (curious): a stranger coming into the realm through a door that allows only residents to enter and go out is a prisoner with purple eyes hmmmmm interesting. I want him.

Òtún (rejects instantly): No priestess this boy is from the outside world we cannot trust him and he is already with them. Even if the boy is not executed they will want him to join them which is a huge disadvantage to us I object.

Òsí (intervened): why do you act like a fool think he is not one of them which will be a big advantage to us if he supports us who knows maybe he is the one we have all been waiting for.

Òtún (very furious): watch your tongue with your blasphemy Òsí.

Priestess (furious): enough both of you find what you know about the boy and bring him to me.

Òtún & Òsí (nodded simultaneously): Yes priestess

Priestess (calm): very good. Òsí how is the plan on the special one's going?

Òsí (replying with a smirk): the plan is going very well priestess.

Priestess: very well then. The doors to the tail will be opened in the next three full moons prepare yourselves ahead we have enemies to destroy.

Listening to this everyone in the chambers replied "we will our priestess" and the departed preparing for what lies ahead them