TRAILING SHADOWS - Chapter 192

Tayo opened his mouth wordlessly, his eyes looking back at the tent where Niniola lay.  He still could not believe how someone like Niniola would have wound up in this form and shape that she was.

If this was the case, what was the probability that Sunday had even been able to get down to Earth? But then he could not think about it like that because if that had been the case, then the Prickled Bane Winged Wolf that did bring Niniola to them would have never been alive to have done that.

It was of common fact that the soul bond beasts would most likely exhaust themselves than for their host to be taken out in the battle because in most cases, when the host of a soul bond was dead, then it was as good as killing the soul bond inadvertently.

That alone was the only exception that did agree with the fact that Sunday was alive despite the fact that Niniola was this wound up. But then again, in this instance, there was often the objection to such precedence, that is, even after the death of the soul bond host, the soul bond would be able to live on, free.

It was a slim possibility but until he did come to see Sunday or get to hear the matter of the truth from Niniola, only then could he really determine what had happened back in Orun.

Only then, but for now, he had to just keep hoping that his friend was yet alive.

“A month, eh? I wonder if it has even been a day on Earth yet? Time in Orun and Earth flow differently.” Tayo said, a dry tone to his words.

“Or… It could be that several years have passed already on Earth while it’s only just a month for us?” Ibiyemi heaved in response. She put her hands to her waist now as she stared back at the form of Niniola that was within the tent.

She could not agree less with Tayo. If this was how things were, then the possibility that they ever did come to meet Sunday was ever so small. It did not make sense to her, just as much as it did not make sense to Tayo about what had really transpired that had left the form of Niniola this beat up.

She adored the female Irunmole. She respected the power that the female Irunmole had and wanted to be just as strong as she was. She had requested a  training session with her but as fate would have it, she did end up with Tayo.

She wondered how it felt for Ni niola all those days when she had to walk alone then. Standing still, she remembered when she had mentioned to her that there wasn’t any much difference between hyerself and Ibiyemi. B.u.t.t then, she had been too naive to understand all of that.

However, now that she did turn her back on the Blue Moon Mercenary House, she knew what and how Niniola did have to feel like then. The loneliness, the thought that something or someone would just come up on you and then you would be history, forgotten and not remembered by anyone.

That must have been how the poor Niniola must have felt. And even if she did feel a part of it now, she could not just say that it was the same as the one that Niniola went through. At least, she did have Tayo with ehr.

And that aside, she knew that her father, the General Folarin, would be waiting for her, back at the Mercenary House. In comparison to Niniola, she had a place to return home to, but Niniola did not have a place to.

In fact, the only place that she did have a place to go was with Sunday and now that Sunday had gone, she wondered what would happen next.

Little wonder it was that the wolf had brought them to her, instead of having to take Niniola elsewhere.

She sighed now, thinking of home also. She did miss that place and so , she knew that she could not continue to be on the run still, regardless whether she had defied the mercenaries or not.

Regardless of whether or not the things that had happened  did happen. In fact, she wanted to be home soon, so that she could tell her father how much that she had grown in the space of the time that she had been out and away.

In that space of time, she had been able to come up with the eye of space, although that had been through the vigorous experiences that she had been through. Something she had Elisa and Elias to thank for, as well as Tobias too.

Her face scowled just then, although it was too minute to be seen or even noticed, except if someone paid really a lot of attention to her. She sighed now, she did not think she would have come this far. But even still, she was not yet where she would have wanted to be.

There was still her brother out there and she did not want to entertain the thought that she had been here, growing and getting stronger while he did nothing in that regard. That would be foolhardy to say the least. And most likely, it would result in something that she would not be able to fathom, all the more reason why she had to fortify herself with more skills and training all the way.

But that was till then, now ,there was the more immediate matter that was pressing.

“Do you think we’ll be late then?” Tayo asked, lowering his head and grabbing his sword with a darkened face.

Ibiyemi nodded her head, bringing away all of her thoughts to the back of her mind just then. She sighed now, reflecting on the words that Tayo had just said, the meaning that they denoted.

Would it really be too late for them if the time on Earth had really been stretched out longer than they could anticipate?

Would it really be too late? In that space of time, what would Sunday have been doing? Would he have been able to grow in strength like it looked like then?

Would he have taken the path down the prophecy like they had imagined then? She shook her head too, she did not really agree with the prophecy too but there was really nothing she could do about those who interpreted it. Plus, her father was the one in charge of a mercenary house, it did not matter whether the prophecy would be real or not. As long as the  bounty had been declared to the person, his first and primary assignment would be to see that the mercenaries are all out on it.

Taking her mind back to the original thought she had in her mind about whether or not Sunday had taken the path that the prophecy had declared to him, she let it go off her mind. It was not possible that that would have happened, because if that truly did happen then the councils in Orun would be shaken up.

Or perhaps, then, time had not really gone for them on Earth like it had gone for them in Orun. It could all be that it was just one day on Earth since Sunday had arrived there, so there was not the notion that her thoughts would ever come to pass.

And even if it did come to pass, they owed it to Sunday. No… She owed it to Sunday and Niniola that Sunday was back to the path that was right. She owed it to him that and the lonely, exiled girl that much.

And so, finally, in response to the question that Tayo asked, Ibiyemi smiled faintly. “No… Even if a thousand years pass between us, we would never be late to save Sunday from all of that!” She replied.