
“As I recall, never did I say I would come see you here. And even though I said it, you shouldn't have heard.”
Orion slowly retreated backwards. He felt that the person before him was not the Mahanta he knew. Therefore, as much as possible he should avoid the fight.
“So, who are you?” orion. Biting his lower lip while looking suspiciously at Mahanta.
“Ha, you know who I am.” Mahanta sighed and then smiled a big smile.
Mahanta's face changed, the whole back to the original form of the figure. What was none other than the man Orion had just met at the border, the man with an indistinct figure and using a wind blade to attack.
“I've guessed. Hey, who are you really?! Say!” Orion pointed in annoyance.
“Who am I? It doesn't matter.”
“Then what business did you come here for?” ask Orion. He then sat down, “I think he's Chameleon. Thank goodness, not.”
The man stepped up, approaching Orion with a wide smile that was plastered very clearly. He then raised his right arm which had long blackish nails.
“My business is here, just killing people I like. Every second, minute, day, month and year. There have been many people I met and you have attracted me,”, the man said.
The shat!
Suddenly swung his long fingernails, scratching Orion's right arm. Orion's fiery arm isn't usually hurt. Even everyone would be reluctant just to get close. Suddenly, Orion fell silent as he looked at the right arm that continued to bleed.
“This guy is dangerous. Danger, danger, danger!” Orion continued to bathe in the fog, his heart felt restless, the heartbeat became irregular.
Rushing Orion leaped backwards, yet the man managed to catch this time his left arm. Orion's body, which was grazing with rare blood, instantly moved by itself. He was surprised to release the man's hand.
Duk!
Right after detaching from him to leave, he then crashed into a wall from behind. Surprised, Orion looked back.
“Who, ah? Building?”
Orion does not remember it very much, since when this building was close to him. Suddenly he had reached this building, of course Orion increasingly felt strange. An agitated face, a frown that furrowed when he felt a breath that made no difference.
“Wait, where am I actually? Am I lost? But why is the building so close? And what is this building? A home? Kind of like a villa? It's pretty big!”
The building that resembles a luxury house resembles a villa. Because the place is not strategic at all, especially in the middle of the land there is only this building.
Not stopping until then, many times Orion glanced back and then forward alternately. He was very wary because he thought that this was the same man.
Cklek!
Someone opened the door, Orion reflexively turned to the origin of the sound. A man she knew appeared behind the door.
“You!” they said in surprise.
It is Mahanta again. In Mahanta's current view, he sees things like Orion. Which was where they thought that the person before them right now was not the real person.
“Who are you?!” yell at them at the same time.
“Hey, I should have said that!” Then they screamed again at the same time, pointing their index fingers.
For a moment they fell silent by exchanging sharp looks. Suspecting each other, distrusting each other, they both began to be wary.
While Mahanta also thought the same thing in his mind. “Orion fake back appear. I should how? Against him with the wind like the power of his?”
It's not enough to just look at each other and be suspicious of each other. Both of them moved slightly backwards by preparing for the attack. Simultaneously, their strength emerged from their hands.
“Now!” their minds simultaneously.
BUKS!
The two of them landed blows on each other's face. The fire with the wind on their fists also landed on the face of the opponent. And then, they stepped back.
“Wait a minute!” mahanta shouted as he raised his palm forward.
Holding a face now bruised by the wind, Orion said, “Don't tell me you're the real Mahanta?”
“Really! I am the real Mahanta! And you must be the real Orion too!” pekik Mahanta made a loud noise while wiping the ashes on his face.
Suspicion ended with each other attacking before. They both now believed that what they saw was real. Not fake or just an illusion.
“Thank God, I thought it was him,” said they came back together then let out a long sigh.
Their feelings were equally relieved to have known that this was not due to the actions of the man before.
“Hei, Orion. Turns out you're here. But it's late at night, and what's up with your clothes? Very dirty also wet, go in first.” Mahanta invites Orion to enter the villa.
The villa is built on two floors. It is well maintained even though the dust accumulates a lot in some of the furniture inside.
“Why is there a place like this?” orion asked, glancing around.
“I don't know either. Because I found it when I almost got lost because of the night fog,” said Mahanta.
Orion then took a seat nearby. Then tore off the suit and tied it to the injured right arm. At the sight of that, Mahanta asked why Orion could be injured in a part that not even anyone dared to touch.
“Why are you asking as if this right hand won't get hurt?”
“Of course because it's Eternal Fire, right? It's strange that someone managed to hurt you that way. Or Chameleon?” ask Mahanta.
“No. It was because of the man before. Have you met him too?” ask Orion.
“Iya. I've met him. I used to think that you were him too but you weren't. Oh, yes, does your face not matter?” Mahanta just remembered that he had hit Orion.
Leisurely Orion said, “No problem. I hit you too. We're breakeven,” he said as he tightened the bond to stop the bleeding in his right arm.
“Alright, Orion. Sorry.”
Either this is lucky or it may be headed for infamy later, but Orion is certainly currently very suspicious of the man. Moreover, it can hurt Orion in the right arm that is even prone to touch.
“For now rest for a while. Because the night is getting late.” Mahanta glanced towards the window then said, “Ah, it's morning.”
The sky was starting to get a bit brighter.
“What time is it?” ask Orion.
“At 6 a.m.,” said Mahanta looked at the circular watch on his right wrist.