After a long moment of brutal engagement both sides in the midnight rain and under the sun-like Moon, the Ita-Ojoola force had decided to retreat momentarily following the great loss of their men. They had run to a hilly area, and Wale and his men had continued to trail them. When they came to somewhere close to the valley and hilly area, they halted out of consideration for possible ambush. Then, the commander of the Ita-Ojoola force re-emerged.
“You come against me with my own kind. You must be a very powerful man. But I am beyond powerful. I will show you that they were once under my king’s command”. The Ita commander cried out to Wale in Oduduwa language.
“He speaks our language. How good it sounds in his mouth!” Wale said to himself, “you speak my language and you have my kind fig
