As Ojadili tried to break free, Obinze shouted, “Brother! This is my time, my generation and my land! Now be gone to where you came from!” He crashed his head into Ojadili’s chest and just then the unthinkable happened.
Ojadili went down violently to the ground. Their feat was unbelievable; in Igbo floklore, Ojadili’s back never touched the ground in all his fights.
He won all, whether against spirits or men standing on his feet.
Shocked, stunned and embarrassed, Ojadili jumped to his feet. From where they stood and watched, Nshaa and the nineteen gods knew they were going to have their hands full. The wrestling match which they had expected to last a brief moment had taken longer than they planned. Unknown to Nshaa and his army, Obinze was only holding off Ojadili, hoping that a miracle would happen and his family would make it out of Ala Upah.
When they do, he won’t be wrestling, he would be butchering spirits who had entered his land. In anger to what Obinze did to him, Ojadili began to attack Obinze viciously, using the full power and energy of Atari. For a long spell of time Obinze stuck to the lessons he had learnt and frustrated Ojadili. But then he made a mistake, he left his arm flailling in Ojadili’s face. Ojadili pounced like a cat, twisted and pulled Obinze’s arm from his shoulder. Obinze’s cry froze the hearts of those who watched. The arm was pulled of completely, the only thing which held it was a lump of flesh. Obinze knew it was over and the people of Ukeh knew it was over. Their son had fought bravely, there was nothing to be ashamed about the way he fought.
He was the only man in all of history to bring Ojadili down in a fight. As Obinze lay on the ground and expected his life to be taken from him, Nshaa and his army began to close in on Ukeh. Ojadili ran around the wrestling ground and celebrated wildly. From one of the spirits who accompanied him to Ukeh, he took a machete and ran to where Obinze lay and raised it to behead him. A hand held the machete from behind.
No one could say how he got on the wrestling ground. They only saw him standing behind Ojadili. With his right hand he held Ojadili’s machete and with his left hand he dug into Ojadili’s stomach and pulled out his intestines.
Obiakor, the sun of Obinze, had made it out of Ala Upah just in time to save his father. Wrestling the machete from Ojadili, he threw it away. Ukeh echoed at the sight of a teenage boy tearing Ojadili to shreds with bare hands. He attacked Ojadili like a wounded lion, tearing his arms, ears, jaws and limbs off. Nshaa and the army he led stood still, and completely puzzled at what they saw.
Picking up the machete he threw away he starring at it disdainfully before using it to lump off Ojadili’s head. A boy saw the look in Obiakor’s face when he looked at the machete. He understood the meaning in his eyes and so he bolted from the wrestling ground to Obinze’s house.