Nurvati
Episode 33: Retaliation Is Justice.
Sadness is now turning into anger, the rejection of love begins to demand that if the hurt is hurt again. So Princess Kerisia's right hand in the power of her light, formed a golden wand with the tip of a sun disc-shaped stick, while raising her staff, she flapped flying wings darting towards Prince Awarta, by leaving his Satanic sons on land.
The tense atmosphere was now forming even more densely.
In the soul that was covered in the grace of the God, the fourth line created from the earth element, the Prince's ground army began to move forward. Even from the East to the West end was filled with all the Prince's armies, making it impossible for the Princess to defeat him.
Nevertheless, the first line advanced against Princess Kerisia, the entire army from end to end advancing against Princess. The Princess swung her staff, and the three soldiers from the ground who were approaching, were crushed instantly, not yet there, some of the approaching soldiers were slashed by the swing of the Princess' staff. He fought on the ground at a height of 9 meters, beating thousands and even billions of soldiers of the Prince's land, undaunted, unabashed.
“HIYAAAAAA ...,” shouted the Princess with passion and enthusiasm, especially she bit by grinning. He's venting all his frustration here.
The Prince's army had no weapons, or empty hands, and the ground soldiers appeared continuously trying to beat the Princess, or if they could catch her; paralyze her. Swings and swing sticks launched the Princess slashed and destroyed hundreds of soldiers who approached her, and she was able to excel in this fight, was able to survive in her position.
One slash destroyed five to seven ground soldiers, two swings destroyed 12 soldiers, and a round of 'propeller' sticks destroyed 26 soldiers, continuing to take care of it continuously. The Princess was superior but the Prince's army continued to appear without diminishing.
Created and created again from the center of the galaxy at the tip of his index finger, the army of the Prince could not be finished off.
From second to minute and from minute to hour, 3 hours were exhausted in Princess Kerisia's fight against the Prince's army, enjoying the fight without feeling tired, he said, moreover, Princess Kerisia kept a smile full of satisfaction, crushed and destroyed the Prince's army with the slash of her staff.
In fact, the sun in this place is stagnant in its culmination. No night, no dawn; no movement.
In the silence of the Prince, he did not want to waste much time. So the wind gave a signal to directly paralyze the Princess, making the entire army, both from the water army and from the ground army, move forward, all over, from end to end, to paralyze the Princess.
Then billions of soldiers moved around Princess Kerisia. Realizing that, the Princess' right hand raised its staff, forming a round 'propeller' protecting itself with the power of its staff.
Clearly, the hundreds of soldiers who shrouded the Princess shapelessly hit her wand, from above the head and from under the feet of the Princess, had all failed to paralyze Princess Kerisia, rather than nothing, the speed of the Princess was equivalent to the speed of light, so that it could be seen that her attack was now like a yellow ball of light that was destroying the soldiers trying to touch her. Until the entire army of the Prince covered Princess Kerisia, covered and covered her like an orange peel that covered the contents of the orange.
Indeed, the Princess Kerisia, only dissolved in her emotions, washed away by her heartfelt love, she just wanted to love and be loved. Even he did this only to make the Prince aware, that, in addition to wanting his love to be recognized, he also wanted his love to be accepted. Yes, even this way, Princess Kerisia still can not deny her love, or rather, the hatred that blends in love, —not— love that blends in hatred.
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In the Princess's dilemma, with a flash, she broke through, darted across the army in front of her, and in the blink of an eye, Princess Keryia was already in front of the Prince of Awarta, and in the blink of an eye, the Princess of Kerisia was already in front of him, stand a distance of one meter.
Unexpectedly, the staff held by Princess Kerisia's left hand was successfully thrust right into the Prince's chest, impaled on the Prince's black light. Even the corner of Princess Kerisia's lips was interested in concluding a satisfied and happy smile. But the prince felt no pain at all. And the bonus, the army of the Prince stagnated.
So, the wind that receives the radiance of the spiritual brilliance of Prince Awarta, said, “Princess Kerisia .. You cannot impose a will that is not yours.”
But there, along with Princess Kerisia's face turned serious, a smile that was obliterated, and in her wrath retaliated, “I demand justice! Fair in love! And all I do is justice, for vengeance for love, it is justice!”
Again, the voice of Prince Awarta who became the word, resonated in the soul of Princess Kerisia.
“Princess Kerisia .. justice is not vengeance, what you do is coercion.”
”Omong empty! You are the same! Loving the stupid savior! What is it is a mere fairy tale!“ knock Princess Kerisia with an irritated look.
But suddenly, for some reason, the stick held by Princess Kerisia instead burst in, attracted, or consumed by black light from the Prince's chest, like a black hole that absorbs all celestial bodies in space.
Then the vanishing stick is the pride of Princess Kerisia, who is left only forming an angry look and sigh resignedly, —the stick can be made again— but nevertheless, the army of Prince Awarta again moved towards Princess Kerisia.
Simultaneously, Princess Kerisia hastily launched a kick from her right leg towards the head of Prince Awarta, the light speed of the Princess was successfully repelled by the wind from the mouth of the Prince. Making the Princess bounced as far as one kilometer and landed with a body dragged in the sand, forming a puff and sprawled entangled with pain.
Too far away is now the Princess's distance from the Prince, but it is nothing. Despite lying with sand covering her legs, Princess Kerisia's thin lips smiled in satisfaction. Satisfied that now he would use his magic.
The mantra was chanted in the heart, until the red blue net was fixed on the sky; trying to focus.
Suddenly, a pitch-black aura appeared above the Prince's head, it was Control magic. Princess Kerisia tried to control the Prince's body, just as it did with Princess Kerisia's parents. Only, the grace of the God had made the magic difficult to penetrate the Prince's body.
Realizing her failure, Princess Kerisia rose from her lying face, with her flat face, in an upright pose and crossed arms, as well as closed eyelids for full mental concentration, she was about to use force 'Goddess'.
The strong air makes the long hair of the Princess appear to dance rhythmically, draping shahdu along with his desire to avenge the rejection of love; prince Awarta must suffer.
At first, a black horn appears from the right temple, then followed by a white horn from the left temple, the two horns on the temple are like sheep horns but sticking up, sticking up, and from his forehead the radiance of reddish rays sticking out as evidence of the triumph of the highest spiritual properties, the reddish rays were even up to include his smooth face, both wings expanded larger and graceful, the, the color changed to a shimmering magma red.
He knew very well, at this time, he could not defeat Prince Awarta with just the power of ordinary magic Elves, so at this time, a little grace from the Goddess, would be his way of seriousness. Seriously to demand justice in his consolation. It would be fair if Prince Awarta lived to suffer.