A warm feeling travels through her skin, through her blood, engulfing her from within.
Nne Iruoma is humming and the trees seem to come alive, their leaves dancing along to her song.
It only takes a few seconds and Nne Iruoma is done, releasing them from her grip.
Nne Iruoma opens her eyes and she seems to vibrate with renewed energy, her teeth on display.
“Thank you, Nne Iruoma,” Amara gets up first, her body slightly swaying, but she is smiling. Erinma is too. At least they know that their mission will not be in vain.
Nne Iruoma laughs, but her eyes seem to hold a darkness that wipes the smile from Erinma’s face.
“What do you want?”
Nne Iruoma's smile stretches wider.
“It’s simple really...
. . .
...I want you to kill the Prince.”