" Two moons have already passed. Only two more and then he comes for us." Njiro spoke.
" Is that fear that I am smelling Njiro?!" Mena asked in disbelief.
" No of course not! I do not fear anything, I am the mighty Executor!" Njiro spoke proudly.
" That is assuring, about the New God...let me handle him. I shall propose a bargain of my own. If he is the Lord of these people as he says he is, he will have no choice but to accept."
" What are you going to propose Mena?" asked Njiro.
" Patience Njiro I beg." Mena spoke.
SOMEWHERE near the coast
Arina held Bethel tightly, her eyes blinked as she looked around the small town filled with Sulton men as well as a few other people.
" A year was enough for us to build this town. Diaz helped me with naming it." Nijahoeba spoke as they walked passed some houses.
" It is beautiful, like you." She marveled.
" Thank you my love,"
" What is it called?"
" Arina," he answered as he opened the door of one of the houses. " I named it after you. You are my home."
" Oh Nijahoeba!" she said.
" A few families joined us here. They were fleeing from the plague." He explained.
" The plague by Sulli?"
" Yes. Do not worry though. It is no more."