ORION
New Power, Red Sword Bar!
In a warehouse that has been unused for a long time. This place is in the corner of a large hospital. The place is not wide nor narrow, the reason Caraka makes the place a warehouse is because to educate or treat his injured people.
The reason why is separate from the care of ordinary people or other NED Warriors, because Caraka has its own secrets.
And now, in the warehouse there are two people. One doctor, Dr. Eka and the other one is a young man.
He took off all his clothes except for the shorts he was wearing. Sitting on the couch and all his wounds are being treated.
There were many incision wounds everywhere, countless number of injuries and incomparable to Meera's previous attacks.
“Who attacked you so fiercely? If you look at all the wounds, it can't be Orion, right?” eka asked him.
“You mean the kid? Of course not! He only hurt his shoulder and that's nothing. Rather than a deep incision like this,” he replied in annoyance.
“Then who?” eka asked firmly while looking intently at Jhon.
“Ugh, stop. Don't talk too much and just treat me again!” pekik Jhon rampaged and then threw his face from before him.
“Yesterday I've been treating and now it's open again because you're moving a lot, right? You should be careful. Your body must be properly maintained so that Mr. Caraka is not sad,” said Eka.
“Ck, sad what ..” murmured Jhon clucked.
After Eka had finished re-banding Jhon's wounded body. He then walked to a corner of the room, leading to a small closet, looking for something in a hurry.
“Say, who attacked you?” eka asked once more while looking for something in the small closet again.
“Why should I tell you? That's none of your business, b*ngs*t!” ketus Jhon's.
Eka turned her head and looked hatefully at Jhon, the greenish flame reappeared and intended to attack Jhon right then and there.
“It looks like your mouth should be sewn again?” eka said that leads to the mouth of Jhon who is in half-stitched condition.
Jhon looked at him cynically, after a while he then threw his face out of Eka's presence.
“Mahanta, the man who is always next to the leader of NED,” replied Jhon and then bit his lower lip.
It seems clear that John was disappointed in himself. Then, he was not strong enough when dealing with a man named Mahanta.
Eka smiled cunningly and then followed by a tickling laugh. He then got up from there, approached Jhon while throwing a small box at him.
“Kok sounds funny, huh? Well, but you've fought hard to get to this point, Barok.” Eka said with mocking intent.
“Drink it then get out of here. You don't want that until Mr. Caraka finds out, you're hurt because of that guy, right?” add with a thin grin.
***
At the same time. Nightfall. In the inpatient room, Orion.
After thinking long enough that this place is very dangerous. There was no time to wait until Gista or the others came, therefore he tried to get out.
He went to sneak but a nurse came to see him from behind.
“Dik, you're the kid that got hurt this morning, right? It would be better if you sleep and rest. It's night too.”
“Oh, then the toilet is at the back,” the nurse said while pointing back.
“Thank you.” Orion nodded his head and walked to the toilet.
“I wish there was a window that could get me out of this place,” muttered Orion.
Hospital toilets are crowded. Even though it was this night, Orion was forced to wait until it was quiet. Until he yawned sleepily, countless how long he had been leaning against the wall until waiting for the toilet to get quieter.
“Sepi, the toilet is empty. Finally.”
Finally Orion breathed a sigh of relief and then, upon entering, it was fortunate that he found a window that was enough for his tiny body.
Bruk! After trying hard through the window, he came out and landed with his bare feet.
The grass is wet when it is not raining. The wind blew eastward and made Orion feel a bit of a fret.
“Before going. Did I try again, huh? My strength has really not recovered or not?” orion said, looking at his hands.
Initially when he used his strength, it would definitely give an impact in the hands that he let out his fire. But now it is not, even though he has issued a large enough fire before.
“What's because of that mad doctor, huh?” thought Orion with a frown while clenching both hands.
Orion was currently thinking of something, escaping from here and also training his strength little by little. But he clearly knew, without direction then his training would be chaotic.
He was flowing fire like blood in his body. It swirled lengthwise and surrounded his body slowly.
The heat of the fire power was very pronounced. Stinging to make it hurt, then stop its strength.
“Duh, this really hurts. Was it because of that time, huh? When Jhon got into my body,” thought Orion.
Although it still had a fairly obvious impact, Orion still did it once again. And he was shadowed with the power of Eka that could form a snake.
The way Eka attacks, not by touching but by looking in the eyes. It clearly gave him goosebumps and fear as if facing off against a peerless monster. The second time he felt this after the City Hero, Endaru.
“Thinking, how do I use my powers to be more effective than before. Try thinking.” Orion muttered as he thought of a way.
Strengthening the attack was no easy matter, which was why Orion thought about how he used his power as effectively as possible.
Like Mahanta and Gista who once taught him a technique.
“Gista formed an ice sword but it was not strong but rather a flexible way of attacking it. Then Mahanta, the wind power is controlled as best as possible like pouring tea into a cup,” Orion said as he continued to think about how.
As it continues to rotate the brain until the headache comes spinning. That orange-colored flame changed when he recalled the time he fought the City Hero.
“Red fire, as red as blood, which flows and drips down.”
A breeze passed by and made it collect on both of his arms. The fire burned so hot that the two Orion arms were reddish in color just like that fire.
On a quiet night outside. Endless silence, as if the peak of the world was on him. No, this is just the beginning.
A sword blade fused in both of his arms. Dark reddish in color, the sparkle looks sharp and he reflected on the blade as if he was facing a mirror.