The heat of the sun was finally declining as Babida the lumberjack woke up from his nap.
"Ouf! At last, the weather is mild now. I can thus resume my way forward to the office. I need to find the missing piece of the top-secret document about that calamity. I know that it surely contains vital intelligence on how to handle this damned walking tornado." The woodsman told himself.
On these words, the Governor of Okunde Babida rose and continued his march ahead to the administrative headquarters from where the new monster had launched its savage attack on the village.
In his solitary walk, the logger got lost in his thoughts. He wondered how he could defeat an enemy that was constituted of wind and had no bones, no flesh, and no blood.
