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"It's gonna be exciting," he said.
Dugm!
Fikram stomped his feet on the floor. The water ran towards Albert's mother and then rose rapidly forming a rope that eventually strangled her neck. Reflek, Albert's mother writhing the sign of rebellion.
Fikram took off his grip on Marine, got up, and approached Albert's mother. Fikram moved one of his hands. He moved the rope to further strangle and lift Albert's mother.
"What are you doing, young man!" Albert's mother tried to loosen the rope around his neck.
"Hey, what are you doing! My mother could die!" anxious Gamma.
"Haha, you're even worried about him obviously hurting a mother there! But not with my innocent mother?"
"Your mother is innocent? He is the most sinful in this!" gamma.
"Liar!" refute Fikram.
Dugm!
One small arrow that Dina threw stuck on the wall of water that was suddenly next to Fikram. Dina intends to hit Fikram's hand so that Albert's mother can be free.
"Good business" said Fikram glancing at Dina from the tail of his eyes.
"Well!" Dina was surprised that her attack failed.
"Basic!"
BRUISES!
Albert's mother, Fikram, throws him into the wall with a bang. The water that had been suffocating Albert's mother was now wrapped around his body. He also put Albert's mother to stay attached there.
He walked closer to Dina.
Map ... tap ....
"Hemmh, trying to save him? What a bad idea!" Fikram approached, Dina was cornered.
Seeing that, there was anxiety in Gamma's heart, he wanted to go there to save Dina, but his mind could not be invited to work together. I don't know what he was thinking until he was sculpting and couldn't order his body to move there.
"Dina, ak ... ak .. I must ..." thought Gamma restless.
Fikram was getting closer, in his hand began to let out a wisp of water. It seemed like he was preparing to attack Dina.
"Fikram, what do you want?" Dina shuddered in horror.
"Hehehe," Fikram instead replied with a terrible laugh.
"DINA!"
ZING UP! SREK'S! JLB!
A small dagger shot past Fikram and managed to scratch his neck. The dagger stuck right next to Dina. Nadia accidentally throws her dagger to give Dina a weapon.
Fikram held his scratched neck.
"Just a weak scratch," He grinned and slowly the scratch wound healed by itself. Disappear, leaving smooth skin without scratches.
He turned around and looked at Nadia, "Then how are you facing me, huh?" tanyanya.
"Fikram.. s. .. s.. be aware...." Nadia took a few steps back.
"Conscious?" pulling out water forming a long rope, staring at Nadia.
"You should be aware!" Fikram swung his water rope.
HIAAAA!
However, from behind Dina leapt up preparing to attack Fikram with Nadia's dagger.
Fikram read Dina's movements. The rope he had swung now tightly bound Dina's body. Aghast Dina, he thought Fikram would attack Nadia, which he used as an opportunity to attack Fikram secretly and stop him.
A SHOCK!
"Fikram!" dina's cry was lifted up.
"Don't try to interfere!" Fikram threw Dina against the wall right next to Albert's mother and stuck it there as well.
BRUISES!
The dagger that Dina was holding was thrown not far away on Fikram's left foot at the moment.
"I won't waste any more time!" Fikram swung the string back like \*\*\*\*.
He was ready to attack Nadia. Nadia seemed to think, her net then caught her dagger. He also got an idea that would be in vain if Fikram could read his plan.
HEAH!
The water rope shot towards Nadia.
A SHOCK!
Convincing himself he took a swing, approaching the rope.
A SRETT!
Nadia went down to the ground, passed the water rope quickly until she approached the dagger and took it. He then got up and immediately put the dagger in front of Fikram's neck. Locking his movements from behind.
"Rescious Fikram! We're your best friends there's no way we're lying to you!" said Nadia.
"You think this is gonna stop me?" tanyanya glanced at Nadia from the tail of her eyes. "Of course NOT!"
BUGH!
Fikram hit Nadia's stomach with his elbow. As a result, Nadia grimaced in pain. His grip on Fikram was loosened, this became an opportunity for Fikram. He turned his body to face Nadia.
BUGH!
"So!" anxious Gamma.
"Hemmh, at least this conman was taught a lesson," Rio's inner still thought the same.
"We have to help her!" Gamma.
"helped him? Don't hope," said Rio.
"What are you saying! You healthy?"
"Listen, I told you he's a fraud, PE.NI.PU! I don't want to help her, at most she's just acting" Rio said with emphasis.
Rio is indeed a figure of concern and care however, not with a con man or someone who dares to deceive him let alone to the point of deceiving him into Nadia is a big mistake.
"You're this .. he's Nadi, there's no such thing as a fraud here!" gamma debate.
"You don't know, Parrot! Let me tell you, yesterday I saw his true form with my own eyes! He's a seor-"
Rio's words were cut off by the thunderous noise.
"You want to use a knife? Let's use a knife!" Fikram swung the rope upwards, it changed shape into a long, runny shiny sword.
Nadia was dumbfounded, she looked towards her small dagger. "Difficult," his inner gaze stared flatly at Fikram.
"Fearful?" cibir Fikram raised one of his eyebrows.
Nadia shook her head strongly, "If this can make you aware, fine!" said Nadia.
"Alright, I better start first, usually the second player who wins because he can read the opponent's attack. Who knew it would help reduce your chances of defeat, Weak Beings!" Fikram.
That made Nadia angry.
"I'm wasting too much time!"
SETTLE UP!
Fikram immediately shot away while thrusting his pointed sword towards Nadia. He pulled out his sword.
TINKS!
One shot of Fikram can be agile Nadia and hold with her little dagger.
THE SET! THE SET!
He tried to stick his sword on Nadia's waist, lucky that he could dodge. Fikram again attacked Nadia's head. Reflek, Nadia lowered her head avoiding the sabetan that might be able to split her head.
"Since when has he been good at swordplay? Where did he learn? As far as I know, cutting an apple alone he can't, this instead wants to split people's heads, with a sword again! What a drastic change!" batin Manda watched from a distance with Rio and Gamma lifting her up.
"Are you just going to dodge and not attack? Weak," Fikram lightly wiped the sweat on his face.
"I must have attacked you at the right time" replied Nadia.
"Then you won't get a chance!"
HIAA!
Fikram returned to Nadia. This time Nadia wanted to attack, and fight Fikram.
TINKS! TINKS! THE SET!
Nadia landed on her knees. He got up, caught his breath.
"Hemmh, passable" Fikram smiled obliquely.
THE TEST!
One drop of fresh blood flowed from the wound on the back of Fikram's right hand.
"Such a weak weapon won't be able to make me feel the slightest pain!" looking at Nadia.
Actually the wound that Nadia produced was quite deep. However, the wound disappeared again, healing in an instant.
Nadia was aghast, "This is the second time, she can heal the wounds on her body quickly, what demonic possession is this Fikram?" Nadia was astonished in the heart.
Nadia became a little careless, this was a golden opportunity for Fikram. He immediately shot up and attacked Nadia with his sword. Nadia was certainly aghast, lucky she managed to hold with her dagger even though she looked overwhelmed.
"You're going to die!" exclaim Fikram.
"Fikram! This isn't you!" Nadia tried to resuscitate Fikram which would certainly be in vain.
"Much talk!" Fikram pressed his sword.
It makes Nadia more and more unable to hold the sword Fikram and could-can he will be exhausted by Fikram. He was getting pressured downwards until he was already in a kneeling position at the moment, which made it even more difficult.
"Give up, maybe your death will lighten up a bit," Fikram smiled obliquely.
He pressed his sword. Sweat flowed profusely like a waterfall on Nadia's face. He was confused on how to turn things around or at least he got away.
"You're going to die!" Fikram pressed with all his might.
"Geez!" Nadia is still trying to hold him back even though he is no longer strong.
Nadia's racking her brain. Suddenly an idea came to his mind. "That's it!" his inner.
"Still survive huh? Strong as well" said Fikram. "HEY!" Fikram could not wait to see the girl in front of him die.
Fikram did not want to budge, he continued to press his sword. Nadia was still holding back as one of her hands felt her feet above her heels like reaching for something.
"Yahoo!" This is the last emphasis of Fikram.
"Can!"
SREK'S!
**Connected** ....