As for the other one, she had never seen him before. And his presence seemed rather ominous. She would have to be wary about him. But then again, he seemed just as the Story Teller had described Irunmoles to her.
The bands of light about his arm. Yes, that had to be it.
It was just like the Story Teller had described to her. About a certain type of spirit being who were on the order of natural good. They had these white bands of light about their arms but then this one had not the bands of light but of the bands of yellow.
It made her somewhat suspicious of him.
"Who are you?" She asked, trying to sound as brave as she could. She took a step back though.
Sunday frowned, shaking his head.
First, he had gotten a shock of himself to find out that the person who they had just saved was no one other than the Sage that they were to come to see.
