Sparring with Field Marshall Olodumarey

Admiral Watanabe had just finished a discussion with his long time comrade; Amadiohar. They had been together in Interplanetry Explorations during their cadet days of the Interstellar Navy. Amadiohar had chosen a career in Tactics and History, while Watanabe prefered Military Intelligence.
It had been 10 million years since the arrival of the first settlers from Ile to Palm Tree planet. The journey out of their former solar system to the present one, across the lifeless void of the Cosmos was the biggest exodus in the history of the human race or the Gods, as lesser endowed mortals would call them. Their former world; Atlantis, had been fragmented into several continents by an asteroid falling from Outer Space, causing a Great Flood.

Watanabe was in the Supreme Headquarters complex. There were cries of salutations from other officers around. He preferred to stroll rather than use the hovercar reseved for officers of his rank. People stared at him as he took the elevator that went direct to the Field Marshall's office; the Aare Onakakanfo: Olodumarey. After the usual security clearance, he moved to the gymanasium where Olodum was practising his Katas of their martial art. Watanabe chose a black uniform from the changing room and bounced into the gymanasium floor. Olodum began to move in a circle, with Watanabe tracking the revolution, maintaining eye contact with Olodum.
"Kioy!", Watanabe cartwheeled foward and and transferred his momentum to a punch intended for Olodum's chest. Olodum sidestepped the attack and struck his sparring partner with a right-swinging chop. They both smiled as they recovered their balance, then continued sevaral hit and miss katas.
"I see you you are in good shape, my dear Field Marshall".
"Its good to have a sparring partner come to my office once in a while."
The sport was ensured that the two generals were physically fit and agile.

They were now in Olodum's parlour.
"Tell me Watanabe, how are we going to reassert our presence back on Planet Ile?"
"Very simple, we use our space ships as technological marvels on the inhabitants. Let them call our jet planes, chariots of fire. Let them call our amphibious spaceships, human-swallowing fish. Let them call us Angels from the Most High."
"So, what is the status of the latest expeditions?"
"My Field Marshall, we had to support our friends with weapons to maintain their territory against invaders. We have been taking sides in warfare. We even had to empower some Kings to be seen as sent from above".
"So, some of Ile's inhabitants now look up to our presence, even if they cannot see us?"
"Yes, they even say prayers to us. They say you, Olodumarey, is their Creator!"
They both laughed heartily.
"In that case the Supreme Council will approve more funds for our campaign to win back Planet Ile. "

They discussed other affairs of State and parted with a date for another meeting.