No Way!

She jumped to her feet, dashing, her mind trying to find something, anything that could aid her. Her mentor had told her, rely on your instincts and your environment. And that she was going to do.

As she dashed, she lowered over, dragging the blue cloak from Sunday in a smooth motion. The next second, she balled it over just as she got into inch range from Tayo.

"Now, Eye... Don't fail me!" She called out, forcing the eye to do her bidding.

Tayo smiled or appeared to smile, pulling out the sword swiftly just as Ibiyemi vanished from his front. He jumped forward, evading the move of Ibiyemi just the same exact moment when she appeared behind him and tried to cover him with the cloak.

"Like I was going to say, having an eye does not exactly give you a pass mark." Tayo shook his head, amused at the desperate trick she tried to pull.

But again, he was not surprised. The law of Chance was a dirty, underhanded law. And this quality of it was the reason, the only reason that had gotten Trixius the great frozen in place, just frozen enough for the gods to seal him.

At least, that was the knowledge he had been imparted with.

"Hah!" Ibiyemi exhaled, throwing her hands up in frustration. "How come I can't hit you? No matter what I do?"

"Like I said, having an artefact, an eye or even a soul bond." Tayo said, looking disdainfully at Sunday who returned the gesture with a scowl. "does not exactly put you up in the power charts. Yes, there are people like that who survived but not you. You are too weak..."

"I am not too weak!" Ibiyemi growled.

"Then how come you didn't lay a hit on me?" Tayo taunted, putting a hand in his chin.

"You..."

"Look, you nd Sunday are basically the same. And weak!"

"Don't you lump me in with her." Sunday growled now, getting to his feet, a punch from him flying to Tayo's face.

Tayo simply caught the punch just as Niniola blurred in between them, holding Sunday at Bay by using her palm to stall him by the head.

"You need to study other aspect of the Law. The other principles otherwise you won't get the power you need. Or at least, if it is Illusion you want to major in, you should do that to the best of your ability. But, it is up to you to accept this anyways." Tayo said, walking past her to retrieve his cloak. "The moment you accept this, I want to believe that you would record great growth. I am well versed in the Principle of Cutting because I chose to major in it. You too, should choose one to major in or at least get rounded in everything so that your eye becomes secondary or a last moment resort. Still, I am not imposing anything on you after all, you are not weak."

"Wow!" Niniola cooed at this. "Tayo, you have begun to talk plenty. That is awesome."

"Hmpfh!" Tayo scoffed, bending over to pick the cloak.

Meanwhile, Ibiyemi fondled with the spatial ring she had on. The one Shola had gifted her and as she did, his words floated to her mind.

**

Look, I see potentials in you. And I get that you are putting up a front to seem so capable but there are times you should accept help from others. Please.'

**

Those were the words of Shola back then in the Flying Saucer. And right now, Ibiyemi wondered if she was still putting up a front.

Did accepting that she was weak solve any of the resistance issues she was putting up?

Ibiyemi heaved.

"Hey, guys. I realised we are out of time. " Niniola clapped her hands to gain attention. "Humans don't have the luxury of time like we have here in Orun. The mission that Sunday got... It was supposed to be a three day thingy. By the third day, he was supposed to get to Earth to complete the mission."

"Okay..." Ibiyemi nodded, raising an eyebrow up.

"But here we are. And we have spent a total of how many days now?" Niniola counted her fingers.

"It's been almost like a week since Sunday got captured by the Obedi guy. And the mission had a three day constraint. Luckily for us, we have just two days left. Today and the next!" Niniola said, clapping again.

"How? You said he lost a week already? The mission is over, isn't it?" Ibiyemi thought out aloud.

"Well, technically, yes. But, the time in Orun and Earth are different. A second here is a day in Earth and a day in Earth is like several centuries here. Time flows differently and the time ratio is never constant." Niniola gesticulated, looking them each in the face. "Luckily, all of the time wasted was just one day on Earth. We have only now and tomorrow to complete the day two and three in accordance to Earth times stream. If we miss the next two days, then the mission is up."

"Oh!" Sunday exhaled, looking at Niniola.

"But if we get started now, we can make it on time." Niniola rapped.

"So," Ibiyemi shrugged. "Let's get to transport facility then."

"No, we can't!" Ninola wagged a finger at him.

"Why?" Sunday queried.

"Because I don't want to believe your father would allow you go to Earth? remember how he sees you? He'd rather have you locked away than to go to Earth. And If we take any public facility here, the Council Guards would see us and somehow The Elder would know."

"What about the High Council Deployment Zone?" Sunday asked. "3rd Prime asked me to see Arlan of the..."

"You can't!" Ninola cried out. "You don't think your father would have his eyes out there already? For heaven's sake, thanks the teleport zone that transports every mission Irunmole to the First Heaven where the demonic energies interfere with it this cancelling out the teleport in Orun Apaadi. The whole place now would have mold everywhere, Sunday!"

"So what does he do? Give up?" Ibiyemi asked.

"He can't!. If he aces this mission, then there is a fair chance that the elder would have a better look at Sunday and learn to acknowledge him after all. If he gives up, Sunday is already toasted, just as he always Is.

Besides, it's a mission. what happens to the human he was sent to?" Niniola asked, looking from face to face intently. She walked forward and then backward pacing about the front of the two male Irunmoles while Ibiyemi looked thoughtfully at her, her fingers tapping the other before her bosom.

"Who is the mission human we are going to?" Niniola asked, still pacing.

"It's a girl. A human girl named Bolu." Sunday replied.

Tayo shrugged. "Girls are fragile. She will be sure to break if she does not get a response."

"Hey..." Ibiyemi pointed an accusatory finger at Tayo, angered.

"Hey, careful." Niniola stopped, eyeing Tayo. "Just because girls are the females dies not make us fragile. We are way much stronger than all of you cocky males."

"Fine!" Tayo snorted, unwilling to drag the conversation for any longer.

He shrugged. "Fine!"

...