Outside the raiders crept closer and closer.
Then suddenly one of them gave a cry and pointed to the tree. Light flamed from the tree. Fiery eyes shone from the trunk. Bright tongues licked the branches. Smoke curled into the sky.
“It’s a great spirit!” they cried in fear. First one raider turned and ran. Then another – and another. Until they had all run away. The people of the village of Ombalantu were saved.