By noon the whole empire was in effervescence. The messengers of His Majesty were wandering across the streets of Ekule, Okala, and Okunde while reading aloud the imperial command.
Like all other inhabitants of the land, Babida grasped the imperial message, which was in line with his day plan, except there was a gratification on top of it: public acknowledgment and money. He was not too much into fame but would not refute an incentive that increased his wealth.
He wore his traditional armor: a steel bracelet on the wrist of each of his hands, silk trousers, a tusk necklace, and a five-kilogram axe that was a hundred centimeters long. Barefoot he left his cabin and integrated the group of courageous fighters which was germinating outside.
