EJIMA
It was like any normal watermelon, just that it had two distinct markings on either side and on the center of the two marks, was a hole that ran from one side to the other.
“What is this?” Ejima asked.
“This,” Ngozi pointed to the watermelon. “Is a target melon”
“Well?” Ejima shrugged. The glee in the eyes of the woman was causing more confusion.
“Before the chief died, she predicted that you would shoot this target from a far distance and not miss.”
“Ah, hilarious.” Ejima chuckled, “I didn't shoot anything…” She paused when she remembered the flaming arrow and the way she had stopped it. A sudden chill went from her bones, into every part of her body. Could it be that these people had predi
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