Basque : Liberation
Chapter 14; Shield Girl.

Baskara was still standing. Not even a little gasp. Looking towards Alvin who just came in an unexpected way, namely by crashing his motorbike into the person who ganged himself. He felt a little relieved, thinking the situation was getting better. Although the opponent is more than two people, but in this case the presence of his friend changes the fact, that not always one plus one result two.

Pras was astonished to see the presence of that narrow-eyed guy.

"Foolish Boy! Don't get your meddling!" Keni said grimacing. "Too fast for you to fight the cave."

"In the end the cave realized that you're just a coward!" Alvin Sahut. "Standing behind someone else's back, so a cockroach doesn't mean anything."

"Truck you first, just defaced." Keni's ejek continued with a long puck.

"Who is this puppy?" Ask Pras.

"Lu gotta hit first and then you know." Baskara said.

Pras chuckled at hearing it. "Too fast, actually said Keni." Still with his laugh. "They can still fight. Before we can share the blow."

The remaining men woke up besieging Baskara, as well as Alvin who was behind him. While Keni watched from in front of Baskara, Pras was also a bit far beside him lurking.

"Let's finish this, Bas."

It's like everyone agreed to finish it all tonight. But before that some of these besieging 'stubbles' had to be removed first, they numbered about eight people left.

Baskara twisted her legs 'swept' the enemy's lower side, knocking one of them out. Then hurried to beat the others mercilessly.

From the back side Alvin pulled the collar of a man who was gnawing Baskara. Kicking his stomach pushed him to a pain. Alvin also maneuvered to fight beside Baskara accompanied. Now that he has seen firsthand the greatness of the people from the viral video and has the confidence to follow it, Alvin believes Baskara can bring the flow of change and he is pleased to accompany the dark-haired guy beside him.

The night wind rippled, blood dripping from the end of Baskara's hand, as well as Alvin's. His body was a totter, but still trying to stand firm. They had managed to knock out that little obstacle.

Now only Keni and Pras looked at the two of them in amazement. The phenomenon of winning a two-to-eight fight is indeed strange and magical, therefore, Pras increasingly believes in the existence of Satan in the body of Baskara. So clear he could finish off his men easily. His mentality as a superior is tested to fight the demons here. From his eyes, Pras measured Baskara's fighting ability to arguably drive Rengga, the vice chairman of the organization.

"Now we can measure directly how strong your blow is to the body of the cave." Pras is proud.

Pras stepped closer to Baskara while gritting his fingers his arm was ready to hit.

Obviously Baskara's physical condition has been declining, since he was hit by a block that he failed to avoid. No matter how sharp a reflex is, the human body has its limits. But he still tried to master his breath preparing himself for his last opponent tonight, Pras.

Alvin's heartache has piled up on Keni. Ever since the abuse that was done to Lala, he really wanted to report the injustice if it were not driven away by Lala. And now, he has a one-on-one chance with her. Of course, he will beat him all out. No Rengga could defend that rancid boy now.

Pras ran towards Baskara from the side, also followed by Alvin who was preparing to teach Keni a lesson.

"Yahoo!!"

The moon grimaced to see the outbreak of fights tonight.

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They're still chasing. The five men were chasing Wijaya running around in a moving train.

Melody chased the five men from behind Wijaya. Pulling the last man behind and beating him with a bogem.

The other four people did not realize it and were still chasing after Vijaya.

There was a bit of resistance from the guy but Melody managed to knock him out. Then go back to chasing them.

Wijaya hit the shoulder of the person standing holding the hook at the car, still running. After many times, there is no regret without saying sorry again. It was at the front end of the carriage there was no more carriage after, nor the door to exit or how.

He fell under the carriage his hands shifted slowly back as his eyes watched the people who would beat him here from in front of him.

The other passengers observed what was happening but did not dare to interfere.

They had arrived before Vijaya, his breathing was rushed due to the pursuit.

Four rows of people taking positions to beat him up.

BLAMM!!

Lacing from behind. Hit the pursuer and then approached him.

"Lu gapapa?" Melody asked gasping. "Let's fight them."

Wijaya nodded in confusion.

Traffic is a memory.

"That first time I met you, when I was spilling desire inside of me. Without me noticing you were watching me, I was honestly shocked at that moment. But after that, your warmth calmed me down with a compliment from your sweet lips. And again I'm surprised I don't know what to answer.

I tried to remember the color of your shirt back then.

I see your eyes appreciate me, make me feel meaningful. My usual self-restraint changed at that time, the thick walls I made collapsed completely.

Then you grabbed me to stay close to you, I'm glad to be a part of your life, Baskara.

I can't help myself until I write this."

[Melody's daily records.]

His eyes stared at Wijaya roundly. He was the closest friend Baskara had to him at this time. Melody felt that if she let Wijaya be chased like this, she would die over time.

Melody took a breath. In his heart he said he wanted to be a shield for Baskara, to protect his loved ones.

Both of his arms covered his face with fists, his body slightly bent, posing like a reliable fighter. He screamed a little and started to rage between the four men in the carriage.

The sound of screaming made passengers turn their heads and run away from the carriage where the fight was accompanied by Wijaya who began to stand, helping as much as possible.

Wijaya was a little clumsy even against only one person, the punch given seemed wagu. Melody fought the remaining three.

Melody gave a hard punch from the side towards the side of the ribs. And then they stopped another attack from coming. He bowed and punched his opponent's stomach many times from below. One has been knocked out again.

BRAKK!

Wijaya blocked the bag with his own body until the pain of shaking hands.

"Good reflex." Praise Melody. "Now guard the back of the cave."

They are now turning their backs to each other spinning between the siege of three people. Wijaya was nervous to sweat. Understand because he is not good at fighting.

The pursuer began to stand guard after seeing the fighting style of a girl that did not make sense of her ability.

One fell because Melody kicked her leg. Wijaya took the opportunity by sitting there, then hit the man's face as hard as possible.

"Yeah!!"

While Melody takes care of the remaining two with close combat. Despite gasping for fatigue, he still tried to balance the two.

Melody slightly ran to lure the two men to chase away from Wijaya.

One person approached.

Melody gripped the iron pipe that was barred horizontally on the top of the carriage with both hands raising her body until her two legs caught the neck of the man, locking her firmly between her thighs.

BRAKK!

Then he dropped himself, landed smoothly while throwing a man with his weight through a lock on the neck.

Melody stood up again, ready to lash out at the last one still standing. It happened as soon as two hits, but Melody was still able to fend off at the end of her limit.

BLAMM!!

Melody hit the enemy's stomach when he was caught off guard and bent down. He lunged at his back side and then put his right arm around his neck just below his jaw. His left hand pressing on the back neck helps with penetration.

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THE SRAKK!

Keni fell down unable to match Alvin's fighting style. Although exhausted after beating some of the men first. Keni is still no match for Alvin if one against one.

Alvin's breathing panted and again, still standing firm.

On the other side of the dead end. Baskara repelled Pras' attacks many times. Pras hit with killing intent while directly testing Baskara's ability in his eyes. But Baskara did not have any problems with Pras, so he held back a bit and looked for a gap to paralyze him for a moment.

"Stand up you benalu!"

Keni groaned in pain his arms crumbled to withstand Alvin's punch many times. He just stared with hatred because he could not resist. It feels like losing, the body weakens, but still feels right.

"This is all you're capable of!?"

At one moment Baskara and Pras hit each other with all their might to throw each other until there was a distance between them.

"Lu is a demon, Bas. You can definitely beat Alex." Pras said gasping. "Although you've fought ten people, your body is still able to drive the cave."

Baskara did not answer anything He was just trying to control his breathing while he had the chance. His breathing is so good that he can fight long-term.

"You know your body is tormented, but you don't point it out one bit, you Devil!"

Above the men who had been beaten by Baskara, they were both still standing and ready to kill each other.

Pras confidently approached Baskara again to beat him up. Baskara is a dangerous person and will be a threat to the organization someday. Silencing him now is the right choice, besides in the eyes of Pras, Baskara's body has been on the verge of a limit that forces not to show his weak side.

Pras ran, jumped, aiming at one of his fists with his strongest hand aided by a swing of his body in the air.

Baskara had also been on alert to dismiss him, and was prepared to counterattack.

A split second someone was present among them unnoticed before.

The man's hand gripped Pras's arm firmly and then punched him in the stomach until he bounced a little because his position was in the air.

Also Baskara's hand that was ready to give a counterattack was trying to be muted because of the change of situation. But with his intuition Baskara changed his movements by directing a kick at that person.

SETTLE UP!

Baskara's kick was driven away, then captured by the figure. With such a position the balance of Baskara is threatened. So the man gripped firmly on the shin of Baskara's leg and threw it in the same direction as Pras.

WHOA!

In the middle of Baskara. He managed to control himself in search of balance in the air, safely setting himself seamlessly onto the asphalt.

Besides, Pras groaned in pain because of his stomach punch while wondering not to believe the arrival of someone in the middle of his fight.

"Chairman?" From another angle Keni asked in disbelief as well.

"Lu who?"

His arm was heavily veined with a burn scar on his left wrist.

In the middle of them stood a person rarely seen on the surface, the number one holder of the Golden Eagle High School throne.

"Saga." Answer's straightforward. "Chairman of the Organization."

[Sagara Husein, Third Grade, Chairman of the Organization.]

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