Nurvati
Episode 174: The Art of Obligation. (Part 2.)
Horrible battles continued to occur, from the seconds that switched hours until from the twilight that changed nights, the Demon race's incursions were not yet insurmountable, either, many people began to bear the death and not a few are still struggling to defend themselves.
The three towns directly adjacent to the city of Barata were protected by occult walls, while the city of Barata was isolated.
The 30 Red Wing companies have both suffered crushing defeats, the troops are now trapped in a gray cloud at an altitude of 200 meters. Hundreds of residents of suspected military residences have been ravaged and all this has not been completed.
On every border street of the city, several Yellow Wing military companies with a level of Wisdom from 1-7 were already on standby. It has even received a mandate to be ready to attack.
Civilians as well as some members of the military remained in combat with the tiger stealth.
While they were fighting desperately, the five children were still at home flying stagnant in its original place. Confusion and helplessness curb their minds and souls.
Confused, whether to fight or help the people and for that they feel helpless.
There was also a debate going on as time went into the night, however, there was still no bright spot what to do, or rather, they were waiting for a miracle.
Nerta, who is typical of a leader, is aware of mistakes in the actions of all colleagues at this time. Yes, he knows about it!
“I've seen the death of a mother who protected her child!” nerta said loudly trying to make all her friends enlightened.
Getting all his friends, making Nerta the center of attention.
So Nerta flew in front of her four best friends, her handsome romance had revealed full seriousness in the radiance of leadership.
“Yes, I saw how a child died to protect his parents .. I saw a dead brother, an uncle, a relative, to the servants of the state ... they died in the struggle and died in obligation!” said Nerta as loud as possible and if you can jerk the minds of her friends to wake up.
All of Nerta's friends begin to become enlightened and understand the direction of her goal.
“So ... do you want to die in this waiting? Leaving the title of hero on our identity is just nonsense ... or die in the struggle of heroism ..?” sindir Nerta asked his friends to move forward.
”We don't know what kind of opponent?!“ sela Darko was a bit hesitant and felt unwilling rashly.
”Then we find out! Didn't we come to every battle ready to die? Then why do we come here if we only wait for a miracle? Which in fact is only in the hope?“ reply Nerta firmly nan straightforward.
“Ih .. I don't want us to be rash,” complained Arista with a worried face.
Hearing him, Nerta began to turn around, and loudly spoke, “We will be much more rash if only waiting for a miracle to come! Well ... so .. do heroes like us have to be afraid to try?”
“No need for much speech ... give me a discursive command .. then I will advance ...,” Gorah said with a flat face and a rhythmless voice; flat as well.
Then all his friends were moved to be ready to carry out the command of Nerta, their reason for waiting for the time to show the miracle was gone, because they began to feel that the miracle had been in Nerta's attitude and understanding.
Suddenly a bright white light emerged from Nerta's right hand, three seconds passed, his fingers had grasped tightly the wand that had now been passed on to him.
Nerta with a sharp look forward, with the warm night air of battle, in a serious face said, “Just do your duty .. be a hero who gives miracles!”
So 'Wush' Nerta darted forward into the night wind. Then 'Woush' 'Wush' all Nerta's friends were encouraged to follow Nerta.
That momentum was even accompanied by a surging spirit that surged back complete with tempestuous courage.
“Let's beat that freak!” quin exclaimed tightly clenched his fingers enthusiastically.
It would be that, after being enlightened they flew towards the Mystical God Demon. Go back on the path of life and reaffirm the meaning of life.
The black smoke of war had soared high into the sky, explosions were burning, filling the dark room of the night and removing the ice. Every corner of the housing to the center of the housing kegetiran increasingly concentrated natural, the sounds of every action and reaction of the fight instead of subsiding even become crazy.
'DHUUAAAR'S'.
'BOOM'.
'BLEDAAR'S'.
The reality that for some perspectives is sad, to have to bear the burden of loss. Tears of pain have synergized syahdu along with blood drops of death. The sweet voices of loved ones have been lost and forced into memories. Sacrifice that takes every life, for some individuals even arouse resentment and suffering. Until all reality has now been willing to present misery.
This is not a sheep fight, not because of the orders of other races, not because there is a desire for peace, not even because the demons are hungry. True, the people are quite intelligent, they understand the existence of another context that is quite complicated when described, the evidence can be seen from the presence of the Mystic God Demon.
On the other hand, right in the residential town of Barata. The long black haired woman had arrived with the white swan. The two of them are right in a crowd of stealth tigers, on a residential street, supervising Ira's house which even raises many demons.
Although Nurvati was aware that these tiger demons would not attack her, he still does not understand the reason behind it all and especially to get here he must have had time to fight with some demons.
Her green net sharpened towards Nerta's house which seemed like there was no Fairy race there.
Only, after a few seconds, a race of Elves was flying from the side of the courtyard of the house. Marn was flying with two wings that had recovered, throwing an object around her house.
Nurvati who noticed him started calling out to him, intending to seek his information and gratitude, managed to make Marn fly over to him.
With an anxious and somewhat panicked look on his face, Marn flew quickly while exclaiming, “Nurvati ... Nurvati ..”
Marn and Nurvati are not a list of obligations of the tiger demon, they are lucky enough not to be attacked by demons, unless they are attacking.
Not only that, he who then landed right in front of Nurvati, immediately holding two shoulders Nurvati was so worried. “Nurvati .. are you okay?!”
“It's okay ... take it easy ..” Nurvati replied so casually but her face implied anxiety as well.
“Where is your sister!?” continued.
“Sgratitude ...,” replied Marn with a sharp look at Nurvati's green netra and her hand was again lowered from Nurvati's shoulder.
“Thus chasing his mother! He's heading West!” the answer.
”Is there an adult accompanying him?!“ fidget Nurvati.
”No!“ marn shook her head.
Sontak Nurvati was moved to step after Nerta. But not yet two steps were taken, Marn's right hand suddenly grabbed Nurvati's left hand, making her stop in place, preventing her from chasing Nerta, saying, ”Wait!“
Clearly Nurvati immediately looked full of amazement at Marn.
Apparently Marn took an object from inside her cloak pocket, it was a cube of gray shades, as big as a fist.
”This is a robotic wing made by a scientist and you can use it by sticking it on your back ... and .. consider it a gift from me,“ Marn said by thrusting it at Nurvati intending to give it.
Marn seemed to understand Nurvati's condition, precisely she knew that Nurvati wanted to help and absolutely Marn did not prevent it.
Or even, Marn did return to try to attract the interest of Nurvati if she was enough attention to him.
Nurvati then turned the body, letting Marn attach the cube to Nurvati's back. Marn without hesitation directly attached the robotic cube on Nurvati's back.
Until mechanically and miraculously impressed, the robotic cube began to turn into the appearance of two wings of Fairy shades of ash, stretched wide and can be controlled Nurvati.
”Nah ... now you can fly .. and be careful ...,“ Marn said without any intention of chasing her sister.
With a steady nod, Nurvati jumped up, flew, not to forget, the white goose who until this moment flew, continued to cuddle it.
Although Marn also flew, in the air Nurvati who invited Marn was rejected by reason quite discursive.
”Go Nurvati, I must blast this place as much as possible ...“
Not much to say, Nurvati also with the first time to have wings, hastily flew towards the West, followed by a white swan from behind.
Meanwhile, Marn here must return to sow all the explosives around her house. Thank goodness the occult walls here can also be destroyed, and that is the plan.
However, that means Marn must prepare to be attacked by tiger demons. More than that, since a few minutes ago, he had been fighting alone. While the three friends have separated to save the other residents.