Namoras
Black shadow appears in the crucial moment

Seeing the unknown man, Namora immediately straightened her body. He who was ordinary expressionless just stared straight at Takimura who had currently grasped the handle of the katana that was at his waist.

Namora's cold and expressionless face at least made Takimura admire the boy in his heart. Only, the order from the new village Dojo Sensei had been received. Although a little unfortunate, but he was determined that he would finish his job killing Namora, then return to his home country.

"Be prepared, son! I'll do it quickly so you don't get tormented,"

Finished speaking, Takimura then unsheathed his sword, then grasped it with both hands.

Wuzz...!

Zing...!

With a very fast movement, Takimura rushed towards Namora, then carried out a sideways slash. Obviously the goal was to slash Namora's neck.

The glint of the katana blades that were hit by the sun made Namora gasp. He instinctively made a kayang move. This movement not only made his neck avoid the katana slash, but, he was spontaneously able to give a counterattack by sticking his right leg towards Takimura's knee even though his current position was still very detrimental.

Zing...! The flash of katana light again made Namora's view flash for a moment. He hurriedly pulled up next to his foot, then rolled dodging the katana slash directed by Takimura as a defense as well as an attack.

Namora's hunch is right. Lucky for him because he instinctively pulled his leg earlier. If not, his legs might be dead.

"good. Have capital also turned out," praise Takimura sincerely. He remained standing as if waiting for Namora to rise.

"Wake up! I enjoy this fight. You are clearly beyond my expectations" Takimura added.

Namora hurriedly stood up. He shook off the sand that littered the clothes he was wearing. Then he put up the horses and clenched fists formed a defensive shield.

"I don't intend to bargain with you. It's just, it seems like this fight is unfair. You used a weapon, whereas I only used my bare hands" Namora said with disdain.

"I know that this is inappropriate. But I don't want to bother. You are dead, my work is done" Takimura replied as if he had not been provoked by Namora's taunts.

Pupus is Namora's hope for stalling time. In his heart he could only pray that his people would seek him out, or that the mysterious helper who helped him yesterday appeared at this crucial moment.

Namora, the young man who has undergone the shepherding of Mr. Harianto is clearly tough. But the person before him right now was a master loaded with fighting experience. It was certain that the flying hours he had were quite high. What else saw the cruel look on his face. It is clear to Namora that this Takimura is capable of killing without blinking.

"Yahoo....!" The sound of Takimura's roar scattered Namora's reverie. What's more, the glint of silvery light returned in the aftershocks with the sound of the wind whirring back towards him.

Namora immediately dodged. However, Takimura continues to scoundrel so that Namora is cornered towards the graveyard at the edge of Ando's final resting place.

Wuzz...!

Prak...!

Namora just slipped from Takimura's slash. However, he immediately shuddered to see the slashing katana slash hit Ando's tombstone so that it broke into two parts.

"Well then," Namora murmured inwardly. He also began to rotate his brain so that he could provide resistance. If he died, he would have died. However, he was determined not to give easy death to Takimura without being able to make the short fat man feel any injury at all.

Now, Namora is again preparing to make an evasive move.

As if knowing what Namora was thinking, Takimura again carried out the attack, and this time the attack was very dangerous and unexpected. For a moment his slash towards the left, but in an instant it had changed direction. Even he seemed to know where Namora would be tickling. And from the series of attacks, some parts of Namora's body had started to hurt and bleed.

"Ugh..!" Namora grimaced with the pain from the wound she suffered.

"Son. Get ready!" Takimura sent back a slash.

There was nothing Namora could do but roll back on the ground. Merely, this time while rolling over, he scooped up a handful of sand. And when his position was stretched, he immediately poured sand in his hand right towards Takimura's face.

Seeeer...!

"Aaaa.., Shit!" Takimura was surprised instead of playing when the sand thrown by Namora felt like dozens of fine needles pierced into his face. Luckily he saw Namora's movements so he quickly tightened his eyelids. If not, his eyes might have been blind. If his eyes are blind, then it is useless if the payment is expensive though. Because maybe his blind eyes can be replaced with cow's eyes.

"You?! I killed you!" Shouted Takimura with a thump.

This time, he pulled out his mainstay moves. Because to him, Namora was too agile and nimble to conquer.

Obviously Namora is very agile. Because, when he was trained by Mr. Harianto, every day his legs will be burdened with a bandulan made of iron weighing ten kilo grams.

"Mooners!" Shouted Takimura loudly. Then like lightning, he chased after Namora who had been preparing since.

Wuzzz...

Wuzzz...!

Brett...!

Blood poured out profusely from the scar of the katana incision earlier. However, Namora did not have time to feel the pain of the wound. Because, now he must return to fight to avoid the attack from Takimura katana.

Brett... Brett... Brett...! Three slashes hit Namora's back.

Blood was pouring more and more from every wound experienced by the child.

Perhaps due to too much bleeding, Namora began to feel that her movements began to slow down and her eyes began to twitch.

"Oh God. Is this the end of my life?"

Namora slouched down while taking a breath.

Just now he took a deep breath, a hard kick with a crushing blow to his stomach.

Brugh..!

"Ohuk...,"

The very hard kick made Namora stray backward and immediately fell in a supine position.

"Yes Allah. If this is the end, I accept it without complaining" Namora said, closing her eyes. He accepted if that was his destiny.

Kesrek..! The sound of footsteps stepping on the dry leaves was clearly heard. Then, a shadow protects Namora from the sunlight.

"Time to die!" The voice of Takimura. However, the quiet voice was very clear in Namora's ears.

Namora's situation is very bad. His chest went down with hunting breath.

"Please say goodbye to the world!"

Finished saying, Takimura raised a long katana in his hand, ready to end Namora's life. However, before death, abstain from death.

Just when the katana was halfway through, all of a sudden...,

Dooor...,

Step up...!

"Did? What the fuck?"

A little bit more of that katana will behead Namora, suddenly from a distance shot a bullet that directly hit Takimura's long katana blade so that the hard impact made the katana wasted to the side and regardless of Takimura's hand.

Takimura tried hard to control his shocked heartbeat.

He now immediately looked towards his katana lying not far from that place.

"Sniper," he thought to himself.

Takimura was about to pick up his katana lying down. But he immediately turned his face away when he sensed that someone was standing not far away from him.

Takimura instinctively turned away. And sure enough, now he saw a figure of a burly and tall body wearing black striped clothes standing firmly while staring at him with a cold gaze.

"Tiger Sham," he murmured softly. For him who has long been in the underworld, certainly no stranger to the most feared mercenary organization, Tiger Sham.

"Old people don't know themselves. Against a child. Is this how an assassin does a job? Really tarnish reputation,"

Takimura did not immediately answer the sneer. Instead, he looked towards the man who was standing. After he noticed, he immediately muttered in his heart. "This man does not use a firearm. Obviously my katana was shot from a great distance. As fast as this guy's wind, it's impossible as fast as this can get. It means he's not alone,"

It was now clear to Takimura that the man he knew from the Tiger Sham organization was not alone. From this he could deduce that his current state of affairs was clearly unfavorable.

"Why silence? Do you only speak when facing children? I, Black Shadow wanted to taste what your katana felt like," after saying, the black-fried figure who claimed to be named Black shadow immediately reached his hand to the back. After that, now seen in his hand clasped a sword with a blade along the three jengkal adults. The sword is shiny white. In fact, he defeated Takimura's katana.

"You're too arrogant. When on the battlefield, you can be scary. That's because you're in groups and fully armed. Here, you and I are the same. Both have skills and a sword. I will definitely fight you. It's just, are you going to be honest and not allow the people behind you to interfere?"

"Haha. Then try it! I made sure that my friend wouldn't interfere!" Black Shadow replied with a mocking laugh.

Now, the two men were already facing each other with swords clasped in each other's hands. Anytime that fight would break out. And it seems like it will no longer be inevitable.

Seriate...