The night was dark, skies filled with clouds hiding the twinkling starts millions of light years away. It was a cold eerie night, mist and fog have encompassed everywhere, it was a gloomy night late in the last days of summer.
The villagers have been expecting a miracle, some bandits have been raiding them for over a year and a half now. Before dusk, the streets and the town-squares are deserted. A stranger would mistaken it for one of the ghost towns in the Shikali Mountain Pass, were it was rumoured that the entire nine villages inhabitants vanished into thin air overnight. But it’s not the same in Shikabii village, it was the dread of the bandits that turned the once lively village into a semi-Ghost town.
Masi, Ulefi and Tarrafi are great long lost warriors and hunters, they had gone to war years back and have been thought dead. Behold, these three great warriors found their way back home, salvation had come in the dead of the night when nobody was expecting. Their presumed widows had moved on with their lives(with pains of losing their brave husbands and not having a body to bury lingering on), their presumed fatherless children had grown a bit, each not as young as when their father left.
As the three Warriors entered their village, that was the time the bandits do come to raid. Killing and taking away livestock’s, looting barns and food storage, killing anybody who thinks he’s brave enough to come out and challenge them. Over a dozens men had died trying to fight of these bandits, but the three warriors were different, each with a strength of twenty men. The stories of their war heroics will still reach the village, each man had proven to be valiant, that’s how they could survive in the wild forests for years and could trace their way back home after the wars.
Masi is the strongest and the leader of the three, as a great warrior, he knows danger and trespassers, he spotted the strange looking men, about thirty-nine of them in all roaming the village square. Suddenly, There was noise and ruckus, screaming and shouts of pain and death echoing through the thick dark night. But the villagers dares not come out to check what is going on, they dare not show their fearful faces till the following day.
At the first light of the day, as the sun touches the community, dead bodies everywhere, blood splits on the streets and huts. Redemption cams overnight, the bandits had been wiped out by Masi, Ulefi and Tarrafi, the once lost warriors of Shikabii Village, who had come back home to their families safe and sound!