TRAILING SHADOWS

Folarin smiled lightly. He was sure going to capitalize on that.

"Get out of this place." He thundered, his aura firing up.

Immediately, heads turned over to Afolabi. A general whispering began as some who didn't see Afolabi falter began to ask the others. Grunting lowly, Afolabi stood up, the rage still visible on his face. He pushed back his chair and walked towards the door. On getting there, he took a look at his father and swore silently. "Enjoy humiliating me today. But when my time comes, I would make sure you grovel in dirt."

After Afolabi left, Folarin composed himself, smiling lightly. "Well, we would enlist the council house of Orunmila to enlist their help in covering up that transaction in our submission. "Now, in the other matters concerning the unofficial bounty hunters, it is a slap to our face and as the head of this Alliance House, I would send my most trusted Aides, Elias and Elisa along with Tobias, the Omega Classed Fate Agbara user to ring them back. And in their place, those three would proceed on the bounty."

"That's not right. We are supposed to bid for the bounty." A vice shot out from the far end.

Folarin peered closer. "The mission has been compromised; Elias and Elisa are core members of our Ethics and Disciplinary board and it is most suitable that they are drafted for this." He replied coolly, looking from face to face.

Outside the meeting room, an entire scene was going down. Ibiyemi paced left to right, remembering what her father had told her.

They had a plan; Or rather, they anticipated the move Afolabi would pull. That he would most likely want to make his move during the meeting today. Her father had panicked but after some brainstorming, they devised that Afolabi would not be given any chance to speak at all.

And as expected, he would grow annoyed, a violation of the rule of meetings as that as that was taken as disrespect to the presiding officer. Afolabi punishment was to be excused from the meeting for as long as he could regain his calm. Once he had, he would b allowed to return. Find authorized novels in , faster updates, better experience, Please click <a href="#!_49115393356253727">#!_49115393356253727</a> for visiting.

And that was what she was banking on. She was not going to allow him a chance to return to ruin her father forever. She would stall him in a duel.

'Class does not necessarily mean strength.'

'True heroes are not those who shy from those in higher class. They are daring, fearless and brave to the end.' Those were Olukoni Mayowa's words when she had voiced the plan over to her some time ago.

She caught the outline of Afolabi, stamping his foot in rage outside the meeting hall. She swallowed, dread of her brother washing over her. Clenching her teeth, she pulled the silver emotionless mask over and fastened the hood. Now was the time and she was not going to let fear envelop her.

She dashed, her feet cascading lightly over the floor, a signification that she had trained really hard in the past days. Chanting the name of Abefele Iruju, she clenched her hands, feeling the warmness of energy flowing through them.

Now, she could use two illusion blades technique which made her even deadlier an Elite. Mentally, she tugged at her ring artifact on her hand, unleashing several strands of energy that wrapped her here and there, turning her invisible immediately.

Then, she leapt, gliding through the air to her target. She cast the base techniques 'Seamless flow' from the principles of movement that allowed her to move noiselessly through the air while holding to the illusion blade technique, a derivative from the principle of Chance and luck.

With her grasp on two of the principles of Agbara Esu, she was now someone who could hold her own, a confident mid-class elite.