After the sad witness of the death of Brobdingnagian Golden eagle, Saba and Baba thick walked a long way in wooded forests which seemed too silent and vacant. They hadn’t encountered any wild animals save few hyenas. After walking for about two hours, both had been immensely tired and decided to rest under an enormous tree. They were simply surprised by the size of that King tree. It was certainly different from all other surrounding trees. The King tree had numerous thick branches and in fact, it was the tallest tree that they had seen so far. Both lied under the tree and soon fell into deep slumber. After sometime, both awoke at once and screamed in union, “The voice of old Warlock!” Saba recovered first and asked at Baba, “Did you heard too?” Baba, still unable to come out of his utt

