TRAILING SHADOWS

Ibiyemi sat on the ground, her gown tilted back down her h.i.p.s, showing much of the skin of her t.h.i.g.h of the right leg. Her left leg knelt, supporting her weight behind while her right knee was bent upwards, all of which contributing in shifting her gown back down some inches.

Her hands hung to the ground as she heaved. The last Sunday had said to her was for her rest before he took off in a BOOOM.

No, not Sunday. 

It was Bane. Bane said that was what Sunday had called him. Which made her a little bit worried where Sunday was?

But then, she assured herself that things would be alright. Even though Sunday had not exactly told what happened back then at Obedi's place but she had a fairly confident idea that this Bane of a thing was what kept him alive long enough.

In a way, she envied him. He had grown so strong in the blink of an eye. When was it that the Prickled Bane Winged Wolf had attacked then? 

It was just some time before the final exam that they had to take to graduate from Ijinle Orun. However, for Sunday, he was going to be absent for it because his father, The Elder, was taking him to the realm of the Fate Irunmoles.

Now that she looked back on it, she didn't really think Sunday actually needed the exams. After all, was he not the one who got bonded with a Wolf.

Accidentally, yes, but still for someone like that... It meant there was more to him.

So much that she couldn't just help but feel envious sometimes.

Even though she knew she was pushing herself, she still could not keep the thought that she may never be as strong as her Father wanted before Afolabi finally came through with his devious plans.

Just as she thought, she felt a rushing feeling seeping into her eyes. She sighed, relishing the inflow as her eye coagulated Agbara and transfered it straight into her soul.

So, this was another benefit of having an Eye?

It was refreshing. The fact that she could be out, spent and yet her eye would be capable of coagulating Agbara into her Soul, not into the eye this time but straight to her soul. The eye in this instance, only acting as a conduit pipe or pump.

Just then, thunder bellowed and clapped loudly. Lightning flashed and the darkened, rumbling skies churned as she heard the angered roar of the The Lightning Sage.

Her eye flashed but nothing happened. She was still on the ground, weak. The only thing that happened was her eye tingled and arched, putting her at unease about her environment.

She looked left and right and then left. And just as she looked left, several bolts of Lightining exploded into the air.

"Aaaaargghhh." Ibiyemi yelled, raising her hands to cover her face as. she braced for lightning bolts to crash into her. Before her eyes, lightning guards, Blue Moon Mercenary Alliance House people and the Assassins screamed as they got tangled up in the bolts.

She bit her lower lip now as she shut her eyes, expecting the worst.

She felt something stretching over here but out of fear, she dared not to open her eyes.

Thunders roared, her ear drums receiving he shock of a lifetime. In ache, she shut her eyes even tighter and put her hands to her ears.

As she did, it hit her then.

Whu had she not be electrocuted yet? After all, she was right in the range.

She heaved, daring to open one eye when she sees the outline of Sunday over her. 

"Huh?" She gasped, opening both eyes to Sunday bending over her, his back tanking and redirecting the lightning bolts away from her.

It continued as that while she watched, her heart touched by the fact that Sunday who had gone would return to find her and yet, protect her.

She laughed at herself mentally. She wanted to be the one to protect him, yet, she was getting protection once again. It was hilarious how much of a daydream she had had about protecting him.

She had to admit it. She liked Sunday. And her face was totally agreeing with her as she blushed.

"Su-Sunday!" She whimpered, reaching for his face while a loud crashing sound resonated like a mountain crashing down to the ground.

"Stop it, girl!" Sunday responded, grabbing her hand as he stood.

At the sound of the loud crashing, the lightning streams seemed to have fizzled out. And at this, Sunday straightened up, his eyes furious.

"Do not touch him. Only his girlfriend has that right to do so. You do not have any claim to him, understood?" Sunday growled at her, his hand pointing to her face.

Ibiyemi whimpered, shocked at this development. 

"Why? Did I do anything to hurt you?" Ibiyemi asked.

"Don't you get it? You are nothing to him, okay? He is taken already, so buzz off!" 

Sunday growled back, throwing his hands into the air, all the while being in Sage Mode.

"Why are you referring to yourself in third form?" She asked but Sunday was already gone and the wafting smoke made it a pain in the a.s.s to spot him out.

She held the right hand that she had attempted to use to touch his face with her left, by the wrist, a memory flashing into her mind.

It was simple and direct but how had she been foolish.

-"...You would find warmth and love where you least expect. You can't follow your head and your heart"-

Those were part of the words spoken to her. She sighed. She liked him so much. In fact, that was why she had been so anxious to make it out here. 

But alas, where she was to expect love and warmth... none of that came from there.

Was she chasing goose with Sunday?

She could not follow her head and her heart. Perhaps, she had been following the dictates of her heart all along which ended in her having to hear these harsh words from the very person she had admired so much.

In fact, Ibiyemi shook her head slowly, she was not sure what to think. She was not sure if to cry but still the tears dropped, one by one, running down her cheeks.

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