Come Here Datu

Come Here Datu
Come Here Datu


      Foot-lobed boots walked over, whipping the knife back into a stick. Cerel and Eli hugged each other in the back seat, Eli unconscious while Cerel was half conscious. Emon and Rey get out of the car.


      "Bart seems to be going through something similar, or anyone related to Lenia." Emon clapped his hands and a black leather sweatshirt wrapped his hands. Waving her hands on her body and dress as black as night with a hint of a small luster, "it looks like I have to fight you very gracefully tonight." Waving her hair, so that her hair is broken. Rey opens the back door of the car, pulling Cerel and Eli into her arms. Cerel was in his left hand and Eli was in his right.


      "I said have fun!" Reversing the body walked towards the front without staring at those who were ready to expend energy behind him. The man's body slowly let out black and white fur, a dog-shaped face, yellow eyes, and an elongated tail behind. Cerel looked blindfolded, the little girl was completely unconscious. Their bodies as if riding a horse, a tree per tree managed to pass very well. The stealthy steps in Rey take them with their feet as a foothold on the tree branches.


      Ricard stopped the car quickly as it exited the hallway as several large trees appeared to be asleep on the road. The man closed his car door rudely, focusing too much on the road without him noticing Rey passing a tree to his right. The steps on the tree did not make a noise.


      "Bring the road cleaning team, it's pretty messy here!" Ricard turned off the device. His feet were standing in the middle of a sleeping tree trunk, eyes watching the claw marks there.


      The classic car crumbled right in the middle, Bart dodged with a slight twist, his left hand full of feathers and claws, his body hovering behind the datu, and the claw made a hole in the middle of the creature's chest. A high-frequency voice rang out, "i love my classic car so much, the rich don't actually have to buy a car every day!" Pulling hand. A few seconds the demon body in front of him recuperated. Perfectly closed hole, "pulling!" Bart smiled a cold smile. The creature turned around and quickly hit Bart's body with its tail which had plucked out a tree trunk. The man dodged into the forest to their left, the drifting tree destroying several surrounding trees. The perfect place to set yourself up. Bart's two legs still stand perfectly in a graceful style, his left hand hides the fur into the skin, and the black suit sleeves return perfectly. Bart is visibly focused on the creature now standing before him. While in the forest to the right, Rey briefly looked towards the battle and refocused the body running towards the front. The man in his stealth form seemed to not care.  


      Both dropped their eyes on the opponent. Black fog gathered at the end of the hand, hands fluttered, grass and earth soared into the air to close the view of the creature in front of Bart, and from behind the amang pierced the head of the demon in the box.


      Bart used both hands, the man's body falling down along with the demon body that was making a high voice. Bart pulls the amang and returns to tidying his tie.


      An old man appeared from a black blob in front of Bart. The old appearance was seen bowing small as a sign of respect. Bart descended from the demon below and let the old man half-down just touch the demon's body, and at once a circle of mist drew in the two.


      Knife whips hit trees and roadblocks. Cut off with a pitiful remnant, Emon seemed to stand on a cut root and slowly connected himself. The beautiful man looked at his nails, a green-robed person threw his whip, Emon dodged, and uei pulled his body closer to the owner of the whip. Both seem to be staring. The tip of the whip turned and headed towards Emon's back but quickly the beautiful man shook his hands and roots as a protector. Emon managed to free himself. The beautiful man was standing a little away from the green-robed person behind him, they were displaying each other's backs. Emon's gaze was shifted on his hand that was drowning blood in a blackish red.


      "Not just wounds but poison!" Flipping over the body, gazing at the cloaked body behind it which was also spitting out black-colored blood.


      The arrow pierced through the neck, and slowly turned into a twig. Vision agreed that before breaking away from the uei, Emon's left hand shook and pulled a twig that turned into an arrow and pierced the cloaked body.


      The hand of the green-robed body was now slowly pulling a twig from his neck.


      "It's been confirmed." Emon spoke with conviction.


      The green-robed body took off the twig from his hand just like that.


      Lenia looked up, her left hand supporting two bodies, Cerel and Eli. "You can take me to him?" Holding the creature's hand in front of him as a crutch, "I beg you!" The words sounded half-whispered but echoed in Rey's ears.


      A flash of senile stopping time for a moment, a word full of calculation. Something that slows down the flow of the hands on the clock. When you want to speed up it feels impossible.


      "You know Lenia, what kind of man your husband is, of course you know and force yourself to accept it!" Jean crouched down in front of Lenia's body, the girl trying to open her eyes, "she's a creature who wants something to stand up and crumple in her hands and get in any way. Everything evil is on him, and that title is the one you hold dear. I'm questioning this, where is a girl like you to like her?" Both hands were above the knees, the man was momentarily staring back.


      "I wish you were there when I destroyed that thing before it destroyed so many lives!" Words attached to Lenia. The girl was in Rey's arms, and was seen leaning against the man's shoulder. The warm backrest is perfect because now the body is full of black fur. Lenia opened her eyes but her body still looked very weak.


      The pounding on the bodies of the three girls caused a slight shiver as the jump occurred.


      A person in green robes was occasionally seen dodging by resting on a tree branch, the movement on the runway just around Emon. The feet quickly moved the body to the left side of the road by gripping at the rock on the cliff. The beautiful man was constantly aiming with the arrows he made from the twigs, and the bow looked transparent on his hands. It was as if an arrow could move without its bow. A knife whip strikes Emon and the beautiful man twists his body. The roots quickly pulled the man's body to dodge. The arrow floated, the girl could be indented by rewinding the body backwards but the blade hit the mask and split it. At first glance looks beautiful face with a cloak hood that is also open.


      "I'm really capable of playing darts." Smiling briefly, the body was still embraced by the root, the hand still holding the arrow and the transparent arrow on his left hand. Emon's body moves left and right by the roots as if swinging.


      The robed girl was standing on the highway, something made her stare to the side, "if there is a time let's meet in the next life!" Run quickly towards the back, supporting the body on the edge of cliffs and trees. Lost between the corners of the road.


      "A girl?" The bow becomes water and the arrow returns to twigs. The roots pulled him slowly and placed Emon's body leaning against the tree. The beautiful man looked weak, "poison cripple, I'm not watching him play this." The eyelids feel heavy, and the poison of paralysis works while the body is at rest. The small scene slightly featured three black cars parked on the highway, the last sight before his eyes were perfectly closed.


      A shirt with a black bulletproof vest, holding a firearm, and the whole member came out from behind the car. They take a standby position, hands as a signal. Some check for broken classic cars that are on the side of the road, and other members check for Emon's state.


      "Put this woman into the rescue car!" One man was behind the owner of the command, keeping a firearm in his pocket and carrying Emon into his arms. Two men open one empty-looking car and drive Emon there. Three people with the beautiful man. The entire standby member got in and the car was back on the run. One heavy machine using a crane was in front of them.