Oduduwa warriors had slept away. They had indeed slept well; they had even slept into the brightness of the sunrise. Then Wale, alerted by the sun rays, tried to open his heavy eyes against the brightness of the morning, but they were still much hungry for more sleep. He tried to force them open but could only catch a blurry vision of the environment. As he blinked them repeatedly, he saw vague figures as though they were surrounded by them. He struggled to rise up but could only sit upright, his limps heavy and feeble as though he was cripple. He grabbed his water jar and poured a fistful and washed his face. Indeed, they had been surrounded. The Ita force had ambushed them at the Enchanted Mountains. Wale, out of shock, quickly crawled like a boneless child, and tapped one of his men who
