Ever since the Mazitu have been in this place there has been hate and war between them and the Pongo, and if I could wipe out those evil ones, then I should die happily." "That you will never do, O King, while the White Devil lives," said Babemba.

"Have you not heard the Pongo prophecy, that while the White Devil lives and the Holy Flower blooms, they will live.

But when the White Devil dies and the Holy Flower ceases to bloom, then their women will become barren and their end will be upon them." "Well, I suppose that this White Devil will die some day," I said.
"Not so, Macumazana.

It will never die of itself.

Like its wicked Priest, it has been there from the beginning and will always be there unless it is killed.