After Sunday waited till he thought it was not going to work, all of a sudden, there was smoke in the distance.
" Yes ! " Sunday pumped his fist in the air.
He would have cooked ten chickens in the time it has taken to set fire.
All the same, they correctly set fire to a bush that has lots of invisible roots in the ground. Thus, when they set fire to this moss, the smoke almost chokes the people.
He wet all his handkerchiefs and others and prepared to rush once the smoke started coming up. He needs to go before the sniper's brains starts working again.
" Guys ! Prep for rushing out. " he warned his lackeys.
" Now ! " Sunday screamed, then ran out like he was racing for a hundred meters olympic race.
Following him, his followers rushed out.
