Chapter 138 - Completing the Mission

Sunday resumed with the parchment scroll, perusing the content in it. Now, that he did not have a demon trying to destroy the scroll, his whole being ws very relaxed as he reviewed it. It didn't take him that long as he soo found the location of where he was headed to,

"Hey, Bane, I found her location already." He said and Bane grunted. 

'Alright, lets get going.' The Wolf spoke to his mind once again. 

Sunday turned back now, He had had his back to the Prickled Bane Winged Wolf during the time he read through the scroll for the second time so far. Now that he turned back, he squinted, watching Bane look up into the sky as if he was watching out for something. 

he frowned, twisting his lips. "What is it, Bane?"

The Wolf looked to him now, its frame towering considerably over the body of Sunday, on the decking. 'Nothing. It is just that time here is really going so fast. I was not expecting the concept of time to be the same as Orun, definitely. But what i was also not expecting was the rate at which time sped through in this place. The humans here, well, I do believe they have a reason why they are all moving so fast. They do not have sufficient time that we enjoy in Orun.' Bane ended his wordy speech now. 

Sunday nodded and then sighed as he considered the words he had just heard. The concept of time here was so much different to that of Orun. No wonder te humans seemed to be in a perpetual state of rush. It was almost as if, if they do not rush,, then something evil was gong to happen the next moment. 

It had been strange to him, of course. Who wouldn't have reacted that way? Now, he knew better. And with it, the urgency to get to his mission place was even more emphasized. 

"We need to get going, Bane." Sunday said and walked some steps back, standing over to the edge. 

'Alright then. After you.' The Wolf replied him, its eyes glued to the body of Sunday. 'Don't even think for one moment hat you are getting a ride out of me, okay?' Bane warned beforehand. 

Sunday chuckled. " Come on, don't be such a spoilsport." He said to Bane as he looked into the sky. 

Already streaks of the evening had begun to waft into the atmosphere. Delay was going to be catastrophic now. The mission had said he was only allocated three days. If he missed out...

No, he could not even miss out on that. He had barely the chance and the time to miss out on that. Everything depended on the success of the mission, right about now. And the better he had to do it and do it timely, the more worth it, the entire journeying was going to be.

He let himself drop down, feeling he airs wafting past his ears. He felt freedom, true freedom where he did not have to worry about the curfew placed on him or worry about what was going to happen if he was found with Niniola amidst the many other things. Aside from the fact that he had met a demon lady so far, Earth was rather homely. 

If he was given a chance, then, he was going to stick it out here in Earth. He pondered over that as he thrust his knee out and then folded over, rolling to a stop, on the ground. 

While that sounded pretty good, he always had to consider that Earth, at least from what Bane had said and what he had learnt back then in Orun, that Earth was also habitation to escaped demons from Orun Apaadi. 

Irunmoles, on the request of the Orishas, were constantly and continuously been mandated to repel them usually when their influence in a particular place or a particular life had gone rampant. That also meant that Irunmoles had to frequent Earth or maybe set up a camp on earth. About the setting up camp, he was not so sure about it. 

If he was ever going to consider staying on Earth, he had to keep it in mind that Earth was not even for the faint of heart. He needed to get strong. Otherwise, he would be wiped out pretty soon.

He walked forward, taking the instructions he had seen in the parchment, still holding the scroll. Walking down the road, he saw the increment of the boxes, locked in some sort of gridlock with their occupants having frustrated and tired faces. Some of them even going as far as hurling curses at some others who were illegally trying to get their own boxes into the lane. 

Unknown to Sunday, this scenario that he was experiencing was none other than a traffic jam. And it had been caused because of the fact that it was evening. And so, workers were beginning to return to their homes from work, resulting to the increased motorists out there, all leading eventually to a gridlock and frustrated faces.

They reached the end of the road. It was a gate, stylishly built with concrete to angling down to the ground while the middle of it had a black gate of which security men, dressed in their outfits directed the traffic out of the area and into the gates. 

"That should be the school where this Bolu human girl stays in." Sunday mentioned, pointing to the gate ahead. 

He walked down the road and as he continued down, he began to notice the unhealthy state of the road with the numerous potholes here and there. Because of the lack of solidity, he did not have to make way in other not to bump into the people that were by the side of the road but rather walked through them. The same applying for Bane.

To the far side of the road were shops with their doors. It was different from Orun being that the things being sold were only stationeries, foodstuffs, electrical gadgets here and there. 

In Orun, one could not just walk through a market and not expect to see a shop selling specials or battle enhancing Agbara imbued instruments. 

'Which means we are close.' Bane replied to him, mentally. 'But even at that, time is still not on our side. Here, Sunday, come over to climb...'

"Whoa... Hold on, Bane." Sunday swirled around, a wide, excited smile on his face. "Are you offering me a ride, now?" He asked.

'Don't even think about it, Boy!' Bane snorted. 

Sunday stared at him with bored eyes, folding his arms while tapping his feet on the ground.

'Fine. Get on. I can get you faster to her place already.' Bane snorted, his eyes shut.

"Yay!" He laughed and then leapt up, grabbing the fur of Bane as an anchor to get on him. And once he did, Bane's wings flapped.

"Seriously, who would have thought you would be this useful, eh?" Sunday chattered as the wind rushed past his ears, the sound of Bane's wings beating gradually drowning out the sounds of the motorists and pedestrians. 

They lifted into the air now and Sunday smiled. He held onto Bane's neck, using that as a sort of anchor to direct him over the brown roofs and the buildings that began to look like little boxes as they lifted even higher, navigating towards the mission spot.

It did not take long for them, due to the fact that they were flying. It took even a shorter amount of time for them to get grounded in front of the storeyed building of which the target girl was going to be residing.

Finding her room was not so tough. It was easy because of the stream of energy that was oozing out of a window in the first floor. Sunday skidded off Bane's neck as they stared at it, together. 

The building had a fence and a singular pedestrian gate in it through which one could get entrance. The window where Agbara oozed out from was the window that was built into the wall of the upper floor which also served as the wall for the compound as well. 

Sunday frowned, noting the ill luck that was oozing from the ones who were giving tiny impish demons a ride on their shoulders and backs. HE growled but then felt a nudge in his soul space. 

It was Bane. 'They are not disturbing you. It is better you dont disturb them as well. Just get on ahead to this Bolu human.' Bane warned Sunday, gesturing with a nod of his snout to the window.