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Chapter 23

“THIS WAS TOO EASY,” Iditan was saying to Thabiti and the middle aged captain of their nighthawks, Jaal, after the battle, when I joined them. Their only other two witchlords—a gangly boy and a mousy girl with thick huge glasses—introduced as Ben and Lilla, also stood with them while their Nighthawks cleared the battlefield, moving the body parts of the cursed ones littering the field to be thrown in the fire. The Kenyans were not as lucky as we in Nigeria, having found only three of the five witchlords, the remaining two yet unknown.

“Yes, we hit them pretty hard,” Thabiti replied energetically, a smile on his face. “Finally, Kenya is free from these damned pests.”

“I don’t think so.” Iditan shook her head in disagreement. “We won way too easily even with our superior strength and all, and since we found no tangible evidence or leads here my instinct tells me this is not the last of them.”

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