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Updated: May 23, 2025
That so powerful a dato could have sprung up so suddenly puzzled the Moros, and Ynoch's identity still remained a mystery. Down the center of the street advanced a gaudy procession headed by a barbaric priestess. From her head protruded massive horns decorated with flaming red flowers. Around her loins was strapped a crimson sarong; her body swayed and twisted to the savage rhythm of the tom-toms.
Raised on two posts at the entrance of the village, was a carcass of a mammoth crocodile, in its opened jaws a human skull. Piang shuddered. He had heard that Dato Ynoch's followers were gathered from among the renegade Dyak pirate head-hunters, who fled to Mindanao from Borneo justice. The human skull confirmed the rumor, for there are no cannibal tribes among the Moros.
You know he has always hoped to prove Papita's noble birth; he wanted Piang to have her, so when the terrible Dato Ynoch's offer came " "Who speaks the name of our enemy in my house?" thundered Kali, glowering at the chattering women. "Bend to your tasks and have done with idle gossip." What difference did it make to Piang if he was alone, if he had only the barest clue to Papita's whereabouts?
He was nearing Dato Ynoch's domain on the banks of Lake Liguasan. The outlaw had chosen his lair well, for it was one of the most inaccessible spots in Mindanao. On all sides treacherous marsh lands reached out from the lake, and it was almost impossible to tell when one might step from the solid jungle into a dangerous morass.
"You say that Dato Ynoch is pursuing you?" "Yes, yes, that is him in the first prau," excitedly replied Piang. "Well, Piang, it is Ynoch that brings the Sabah here to-day. We thank you, my boy, for tempting him into the open." When the Moro boy disclosed Ynoch's identity, a grim smile settled over Governor Findy's face. "Man the guns, Captain!" commanded General Beech in his dignified, quiet way.
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