“So how are we going to get passed this massive city” Amaka asked. The group of three were in an abandoned barn with a rotten wood smell in the air and dirty straw scattered on the floor on the outskirts of the major city of Igbo Efon .
After Musa made his declaration, silence ensued. The heavy moment was broken by laughter and the surrounding people turned to the source of the sound, only to see Hafis barely managing to hold-in his mirth.
Musa smiled as he removed the headgear of the assassin under his control. A pretty girl with disbelief in her eyes and a serious frown on her face glared at Musa.
Deep in the middle of a rich and lush forest filled with the roars of massive beasts and the vibrant fragrance of fauna, a teenage girl stood still amidst the trees. She wore dark brown armour and a dark green cloak that camouflaged well with the little sunlight underneath the canopy of the forest. She had a ornate but well used dagger at her waste and one could see the chain of a necklace at the back of her neck.
Unfortunately, Nnenna discovered that she only had enough energy to maintain her awareness and that even for a short time.