Msolumsi on the other hand couldn''t shake off the unease about this part of the forest. With each step she took, she felt her limbs grow heavier. Her head felt like it was trapped in a vice while giant hornets were buzzing and stinging inside her head. More and more her breaths were laboured. The strain on her body, mind and soul became too much that she collapsed on the ground.
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“Lord Anansi/e,” replied Mikumbi with a slight bow of the head, “what brings you to walk among us mere mortals?”
“Nothing really. Just wanted to have a little fun.”
Mikumbi looked worried. Whenever a deity roams Irun''uwa, it always means some form of trouble for mortals and especially sorcerers.
“Well we best be on our way,” said Mikumbi respectfully. He walked back to his weakened apprentice.
“She''s in no condition to move or be of any use to you,” said the deity, while following and jumping around him like an excitable kid.
“She will be once she''s away from your presence.”
“It''s not my fault that you mortals are so weak.”
Mikumbi''s tolerance of Anansi/e started to drop. While he could easily protect himself from the deity''s concentrated essence. Anansi/e''s personality was a different story.
“Soooooooooooo, where ya going?” Asked Anansi/e with a child-like smile, “anywhere exciting?”
“Just seeking a village,” said Mikumbi, straight to the point.
“I guess you''re seeking the village of Chief Tackie?”
Mikumbi eyes widened and his ears perked up. “How did you know abo-?”
“I''m a god of knowledge, remember,” Anansi/e said playfully, “it''s my job to know.”
Mikumbi wrapped one of his apprentice''s arms around his shoulder and lifted her up.
“I hope you make it on time,” said Anansi/e, “Those Asanbosam are vicious killers.”
Mikumbi shot a concerned look at the deity. Anansi/e just smiled.
“Asanbosam are attacking the village?”
“Not yet. But they will soon,” said the deity with glee, hopping about like an excited child.
Mikumbi cradled Msolumsi in his arms then started to walk as fast as possible. Very strong for such a little fellow. Anansi/e disappeared then re-appeared in front of Mikumbi, hanging upside down on his spider webbing.
“Wait a minute. I have to tell you the best part of the situation,” said Anansi/e with a cheeky smile.
“Lord Anansi/e, I don''t have time for this shit,” said Mikumbi with an annoyed look on his face.
The sorcerer''s patience was at its limit with deity. Anansi/e acted completely oblivious to the sorcerer''s anger then leaned into the sorcerer''s face with a slight tilt of his head like a child.
“I''m the one that summoned the monsters,” Anansi/e said with a chuckle.
Those words sent the sorcerer over the edge. He could no longer contain his rage. A surge of mystical energy erupted from within him, making his eyes and hands glow with his signature yellowy-green aura.
“Why the fuck did you do that?” shouted the wizard.
“For fun. Shits and giggles.”
“People are going to be torn limb from limb by the Asanbosam. How is that ''fun''?”
“I never said it would be fun for mortals,” said the deity nonchalantly, “just for me.”
Mikumbi''s anger boiled his blood, his scowling, glowing yellowy-green eyes stared death at the smiling deity. Oh, how Mikumbi wanted to kill Anansi/e... Or at least to teach him a lesson. There was one problem. Msolumsi. In her state, she''d never survive the battle. He needed to get her away from Anansi/e''s presence immediately.
“I''ll deal with you later,” Mikumbi threatened Anansi in a deep and dismissive tone.
He took a deep breath and channelled his energy into his short legs.
“Quick time,” boomed the wizard. With the spell cast, he ran causing powerful gusts of air, leaving behind the sociopathic deity.