Darryl waited for 24 hours.
When sunrise came, Darryl stood on his motorboat as he welcomed the pack of tribesmen that came to give him an audience. There were three boats that surrounded his motorboat now, one was full of warriors who was looking at him with grim expression and was sending him an implied warning that one wrong move from him and the sky will shower with raging arrows.
The other boat was where the council stood represented by the twelve Baruks of the island and the last boat was where Enoch stood with a woman he calls mother—the Chieftana.
"Brother, my father is sick as I have told you so I had brought the council as promised" He said to the Lagdameo heir whose eyes were fixed on to his. Darryl was glad that the chieftain's heir fulfilled his promise and hoped that somehow, just like how Enoch considered his request, they too will be able to give him permission to enter the island.
