ORION
Mist Knife
Border region. A place where no one lives is near. The residents who used to live there have long since left their homes and moved to safer places.
Now, it's not just corpses. A strange fog was discovered by Orion. Which then he was washed away by the sea waves, almost Orion did not survive.
“You are still alive apparently,” the man said as he stepped on the back of Orion's hand.
“Argh! You!” orion shrieked in pain as he stepped on. Orion then grabbed the man's ankle, he gripped it firmly to release a footstroke on the back of Orion's hand.
“One who is stubborn once,” said the man. Stepping back by withstanding the pain on her ankle.
Orion rushed out of the sea. His body was drenched except for his fiery eternal right arm. Hot and cold steam sprang up at the same time so that Orion's body felt cold but also warm.
The influence of its power was quite great, even the rest of the power that was within the sea was ejecting hot bubbles to the surface. Although not in large numbers, anyone in the sea except Orion will happen something dangerous.
“Hey, you! That guy's not here. She left!” screams told.
“Where?” Orion asked.
“I don't know!”
A few wind blades reappeared suddenly. Orion rolled sideways, dodging all those wind blades. After that, Orion ran after the man.
Sraaah!
The fog reappeared. Orion was trapped inside. Not seen where the figure of the man, but never found him.
“Nothing? Whahuh? What the fuck is this place? How strange!”
Orion ran back without a clear direction. He headed to the west coast, before he could escape from this fog.
The rain was pouring down again, the fog still appeared as if it was eternal. The darkened sky with grayish-black clouds gathered and solidified into one. Countless how long Orion had been at the border made him exhausted.
Shit!
Orion cut through the mist that again appeared with a red sword on his left arm. Then he can get out of the foggy area. He also stopped running and re-arranged his breath while removing one of the shoes that are still attached to his foot at this time.
“Huh, the weather is very bad. Not to mention this weather is different from my home country. I was not used to it,” muttered Orion as he looked up at the sky.
Orion then went back on his way to reach another path. The direction that could not be determined due to the significant difference in place and weather was clearly complicating Orion right now.
At that time, again the fog appeared right in front of him there. Orion stopped stepping, from both eyes visible shadow of the back of many people who have known Orion. Not familiar, just know each other because of a certain thing that makes them involved.
Among them are, Endaru, Gista, then Mahanta.
“Eh?” Orion rubbed his face several times and rubbed his eyes alternately. Determine if what he just saw is real or not.
But the shadow of their backs never disappeared. Even they settled there as if waiting for Orion to approach.
“Hey, hey, hey. I'm not stupid,” Orion said as he dragged his right foot step backwards. He turned around and prepared to run.
“Do not joke. That must have been the man before. It must be a trap,” thought Orion swallowed. Anxious was not separated from the look on his face.
The drap! The drap!
Feeling that it was dangerous, Orion rushed off from there in the opposite direction. But no matter how far he ran, how much time he spent running, the shadow of their backs seemed to approach. Orion himself did not move.
Orion then decided to stop for a moment, looking back to find the shadow once again. Gradually the shadow faded and disappeared.
Swooshes!
From beneath Orion's two feet was a sudden gale. The wind stopped for a moment, and then came back up again by making Orion's body thrown away from its position at that time.
“Urgh! Suddenly the wind appeared!?”
Orion rolled on the sand, the wind kept pushing him so far that he didn't know where he was. Leaving many questions in mind, Orion persevered with a sword thrust into the sand deeper.
“Mahanta, I know it's you! Hey, don't attack me! It's Orion!” cry Orion.
Not to mention the natural wind and rain flushed, now the wind that either belongs to Mahanta or not attacked Orion blindly.
After a while, the wind stopped. Orion did not see anyone in front of him at all. All he saw was the dunes on the side as well as the sand and the ocean.
Taps!
Orion grabbed the edge of the dirt hill beside him, he climbed up to see who was the one who attacked him. That could have been done from the top of the hills or far away from this place.
“If not Mahanta, then who?” Orion wonders.
With a strange feeling and feeling that there was a bit of awkwardness, Orion still stepped to the west side. The land seems clearer now, and Orion will no longer be trapped below with the ocean currents.
Walking while hugging himself who was cold. In such moments, he felt regret for giving the phone to Runo. But on the one hand, it's the best decision considering this sea is not necessarily getting the signal.
From a distance, he saw a building. It's still far away. At least it takes a few minutes to hours to get there.
“ORION!!” call someone from behind him. Orion was surprised, looking back.
“Mahanta? Is that seriously Mahanta? Did I see wrong?” orion said as he rubbed his eyes and blinked a few times.
The man she was looking for turned out to be far away from where Orion was now. Mahanta ran fast, approaching Orion.
“I thought you were going to die!” she hugged Orion.
“Eh? It turns out you're Mahanta. The real one, right?” asked Orion who was still trapped in the shadow of his mist.
“Hey, I'm Mahanta. I'm coming from the back or the left? Yeah, whatever it is. The most important thing is that we can both meet,” Mahanta said.
“Hm? Bizarrely. Did I ever tell you I was going to see him? Though at that time his call was cut off, Orion's inner” was suspicious of Mahanta now.
He also took a step back. Staring sharply, frowning and full of questions in his mind at this moment. Mahanta is suddenly confused by Orion's strange reaction.
“What's Orion?” ask Mahanta.
The wind whispered in his ears. Pass them by the soft strains of rhythm. Mahanta's gaze and his good condition made Orion even more suspicious of him.
“As I recall, I haven't told you over the phone that I'm coming to pick you up. Because at that time his call was suddenly cut off,” said Orion.
“Ah, yes! Benar—”
“You who?” sahut Orion cuts Mahanta's sentence.