
"Geek!" Kenan shouted hysterically as the muzzle of the weapon began to puff smoke. However, something unexpected, freezes Kenan's body.
Shaka swung the wooden spear in his hand smashing into those weapons with all his might. One by one thrown into the air, Shaka made a kayang move avoiding the gunpowder hit that was fired at him while continuously swinging the spear in hand to hit the weapons in their hands.
Shaka commented a satisfied smile, they retreated a few steps. Now, we must prepare to fight Shaka without weapons. The spears were again swung, raining down one by one from the villains that surrounded him. He has no intention of forgiving anyone.
Kenan turned around as a group of people with sharp weapons in hand stormed his place. He clasped the twig firmly preparing against them all.
The battle was inevitable, two people against enemies numbering in the tens. Kenan swung the twigs agilely, smashing into their bodies like a sharp sword.
Giving a hard blow that leaves a trail of pain and extreme pain. Kenan kicked the one who was about to slash his hand. Hit the branch on the hand that holds the machete weapon.
The sharp object in his hand fell down, nimbly Kenan picked it up. No matter how many enemies are besieging, Kenan and Shaka continue to attack without knowing the dozens of people they have fallen.
Intermittent, the sound of firearms mingled. Kenan thought it was their enemy, but upon seeing his fallen opponents one by one, he knew it was Mikael and his group. Now, the opponent becomes a draw.
Kenan and Shaka unite, protecting each other. While Mikael and his group attack criminals in other parts.
Papah Lisa is in danger of facing a backlash coming from Mikael. The gun war was over again. Mikael is after Lisa's father, who heads the attack. He had no intention of letting her escape.
On the other hand, two burly men came against Kenan and Shaka. A balanced opponent, but not for Kenan. His body was still smaller compared to the three of them.
"You sure you can fight it?" shaka asked Kenan, who was stunned after the arrival of the two men.
"Well, I'm sure I'm capable" said Kenan despite the doubts filling his heart. Especially when imagining Kiran, he had to be confident in his own abilities.
Shaka faced off against his balanced opponent. Physically they are the same, but in terms of strength Shaka is superior because magical power pervades his body. Unlike Kenan, his opponent had a body larger than him. But that didn't make him give up. He has faced the giant version of Shaka, and can defeat him easily.
Shaka began to attack, slamming his fists right in the face of the enemy. The man retreated, he had to shake his head to regain his blurred vision.
"Damn!" he said while wiping the red liquid that seeped from his nostrils.
Shaka did not stay silent, continued to push forward and attack. This time, his attack could be broken even though it was not easy. A hovering fist struck Shaka's opponent's heart. He returned backwards, a clear liquid gushed from his mouth.
The pain stirred, making him scream. Shaka uses magical attacks to attack him from inside the body. He rolled on the ground while holding his stomach which felt burning. Screaming in pain, occasionally his eyes would bulge wide almost jumping out.
Shaka approached, kicking the body hard to hit the high cliff wall.
Dor's!
A hot lead scratched his skin. Blood flowed, but the wound quickly closed. Shaka began to fatigue, his strength slowly began to drain, his breathing was hunting, but he should not give up. The cursed spell, Shaka knew the risks of using it, but he was prepared with all the potentials that would happen to him in the future.
Shaka stood up again after the energy in his body recovered. His steps were quick and wide, grabbing the man who had just shot him. Kenan's twin sister slams into the hand until the gun falls off, with Shaka easily pulling her hair.
Banging his head against his knee was very strong. His mouth and nose were bleeding, slamming the body to the ground. Stepping on it without feeling until silence does not wince.
"Argh! The heat! Why is my stomach so hot! Argh!" shaka's opponent's scream echoed throughout the forest.
"Fuck you, Steve. You lying to me? Where am I at the moment?" growled. He continued to hide himself in the car, not a bit worried about being the victim of the giant man.
"I'd better get out of here!" He turned forward, just as his hand was about to start the engine of the car, someone stood pointing a gun at him.
"Down!" mikael's orders sharply.
Papah Lisa did not move, he remained in the car hoping Mikael would not do far. The car engine is turned on.
Dor's!
Mikael shot the windshield of his car into small pieces. Crushed melting on him. Had he not lowered his head, the hot lead would have smashed his head as well.
"Down, before I break your skull using this weapon!" threatening Mikael is no joke.
Papah Lisa came out slowly. The unexpected thing was that he shot towards Mikael, but was quickly defeated by the man. His shot missed, leading into the air.
"Aragh!" He screamed while holding his famous hand at Mikael's bullet-firing target.
Alex's bodyguards came to him, tied his hands together before putting him in the car. Others, let their people be killed. The twins are still helping each other.
Shaka's breathing was already a little congested, but he hid it from Kenan. He did not want to make his brother feel anxious. Shaka took a short breath, leaning against a high cliff to rest his body that was about to lose energy. His opponent had died with wide bulging eyes.
He looked around, the corpses of the enemy were lying on the ground in terrible conditions. Shaka circulated his gaze, seeing Kenan who was quite a draw with his opponent. Despite being small in stature, a great power was hidden within his body.
"You're great, Kenan. I'm proud to be your sister, brother." Shaka muttered while pinning a smile on his lips. A smile that contains gratitude.
He turned his gaze around, staring at the forest that was now a battleground. A deep gaping chasm in another section, a ravine containing limestone rocks.
Not far from the abyss, Kenan was struggling to defeat his opponent. However, according to the vision of Shaka, his big brother might not be able to beat him.
"Sister!" Shaka muttered the lyrics. He tried to get up, but his body still felt weak. That's one of the consequences of using a cursed spell. The life of the user will slowly be lost as a substitute for services.
"No! I can't keep quiet!" Shaka mustered all his remaining strength to be able to stand. Using that spell again, the condition of his body was no longer able to compensate.
"No!" Shaka ran as hard as he could when he saw Kenan being cornered. His older brother almost fell into the abyss, but still survived by holding onto his opponent.
Fierce struggle at the tip of the horn, terrible indeed. Whoever loses will surely be thrown into the abyss. Kenan does not want to die alone, even if he has to be thrown, then the opponent must come with him.
"KENAN!"
"Young Master!"
Brugh!