61 Oyamo Oyamo (2/2)

”Haha! Ondondo only knows how to eat guavas and kill frogs. I wonder when these became crocodiles and lions.”

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As the young men were involved in their sarcasm, the elders and the tribe head were laughing enjoying the party.

”Instead of bluffing here, why don't we have wrestling matches to prove to the community who is stronger than the other? I believe the tribe head will be happy to watch!” One Sando Amimo said throwing a playful smile at the tribe head.

The head of the tribe nodded his head immediately in approval. The young men leapt at the center of the compound where the dueling ring was. Everyone's eyes shone with excitement. Wrestling or 'amen' was one of the greatest sources of excitement in this tribe and others. Now that most of the young men were from war, it wasn't a bad thing to be excited especially when they had the head of the tribe with them.

”Oyamo Oyamo, come and prove your name before the chief and the tribe head by dueling with me.” Sando Amimo was the first one to offer a challenge.

Oyamo Oyamo did not waste even a single second. He immediately walked towards Sando, leaving the crowd clapping with exhilaration.

Sando did not want to waste even a second, he swooped down on Oyamo ferociously like a lioness that had gone hungry for days. Oyamo did not dare to collide head on with Sando. He swiftly dodged to the side making Sando fall hard on the ground with his handsome face sinking in earth. Smartly enough, Sando managed to control his fall so that his back could not touch the ground. That could be considered his lose if it happened.

Sando stood up revealing his dusty front. Oyamo did not even give his opponent time to dust himself. He charged at Sando at breathtaking speed. The two were locked in a vigorous duel after a second, each trying not to let his opponent put his back on the ground. After fifteen minutes, when both were covered with sweat and were panting heavily, Oyamo managed to make Sando lie with his back on theground. Oyamo had won.

Those in Oyamo's support were clapping cheerfully. The tribe head was nodding his head approvingly. Oyamo had proved himself.

Even in his tired state, Oyamo still challenged those who had mocked him before and sent them to the ground as easily as cutting grass. This led to a total silence in the scene. Everyone was looking at him admiringly. Thereafter those who had lost to him challenged themselves. The dueling ring was shrouded by a fog of dust during these young men's intense fights.

”So it is true you are as swift as the winds Oyamo. You are slightly older than Ochieng'. I would like to see a match bet...”

The tribe head smiled at the young man who stood like an indomitable warrior at the center of the dueling ring. They had no reason for standing with him on the ring because they were like ants before him. Even though they fought with each other after a duel with Oyamo, the latter did not leave the ring but watched with a rather bored face. After they were done, they had descended one by one leaving the young man standing alone on the ring.

”I cannot fight that monster tribe head.” Even before the tribe head finished, Oyamo had already turned down the offer.

”I believe I am not the monster Oyamo is talking about.”

Behind the crowd, a voice of a young man resounded. Everyone turned their heads only to see a smiling young handsome man standing next to a young woman who looked like an ethereal maid sent from heaven. The air around her could make any normal man feel like pouncing on her to satisfy his desires.She was smiling as well adding an infallible charm to her unparalleled beauty.

1. 'Yamo' is a Luo name for boil that mostly attacks the fingers and the toe. The word is also used to refer to winds especially strong winds.