Chapter 77

“Thank you, YAHWEH,” he whispered while looking at the female traffic wardens who couldn’t see him and didn’t realize what had just happened in the sky above. He didn’t even realize when he opened his mouth to thank YAHWEH. He returned the sword to its sheath and was surprised when the sky didn’t change its color to either purple or crimson. 

There and then, he knew there was someone up there more powerful than the goddess of mariners. Walking back to Bam-Bam’s apartment, he never saw the YAHWEH inscription on the base of the white sword shine like the light above the junction moments ago since it was already covered by his suit.

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The D-day had finally arrived – July fourteenth. It was now or never to take care of the goddess once and for all. The last 

Marine Brothers Society

 meeting before my birthday saw Abraham’s Villa half-full with several prayer warriors from all the Parishes in the zone. 

I was the center of attraction as Pastor Alozie