“Adesewa,” Orisa’s voice boomed, shaking the trees and the hearts of the lovers. “You have been chosen to be my bride. Your beauty and grace are unmatched, and I will not allow a mere mortal to take what is rightfully mine.”
Adesewa recoiled in fear, but Adebayo stepped forward, his hand gripping the hilt of his sword. “She is not yours to claim, Orisa,” Adebayo declared, his voice steady despite the terror that gripped him. “Her heart belongs to me, and I will fight to protect our love.”
Orisa laughed, a sound that echoed through the grove like the rumble of distant thunder. “You dare challenge a god, mortal? Very well, then. Let us see if your love is strong enough to withstand the wrath of the divine.”
With a wave of his hand, Orisa summoned a great storm. The skies darkened, and the wind howled as the first drops of rain began to fall. Adebayo drew his sword, ready to face whatever challenge Orisa would throw at him, but he knew that he was no match for a god.
The battle that followed was fierce and unrelenting. Orisa unleashed the full force of his power, summoning lightning and fire to strike Adebayo. But Adebayo fought with all his might, driven by his love for Adesewa. The two clashed again and again, the earth trembling beneath their feet as the village of Ikole watched in fear and awe.
But Orisa was a god, and Adebayo was only a man. As the battle wore on, Adebayo grew weaker, his strength fading under the relentless onslaught. Finally, with one last, desperate strike, Orisa brought Adebayo to his knees. The warrior fell to the ground, his body broken and his spirit crushed.
Adesewa screamed in anguish, rushing to Adebayo’s side. She cradled him in her arms, her tears falling like rain onto his battered face. But it was too late. Adebayo’s life was slipping away, and there was nothing she could do to save him.
Thank you for reading, I will post Episode 3 on Tuesday.
