Chief Olori walked to a door and opened it and in came men- five huge uniformed men, soldiers- and they were armed with horsewhips. Atiaba got to his feet still holding the carton. Emeroua remained on his knees. The soldier surrounded the fake prophets. Chief Olori gestured with his hands. "Now who are the ones who need deliverance now", he said a sadistic smile. At this time Emeroua had got to his feet, shaking all over like leaf.