ORION
Not a Fighter But Strong
Regardless of Sima's grasp. Orion pressed the wound on his neck with all his might. Over and over, Owen attacked Sima again and again as Sima continued to rise again as if he did not feel any pain all over his body.
Orion felt the pain, but it was not enough to stop the bleeding with just his hands.
“Did I just burn it? Like when I was thrown into the woods back then? But can it? The neck is quite important, the wrong burn will hit the blood vessels. I don't know what's going to happen,” Orion muttered.
Orion's face paled with time. Hands until his body trembled strongly, his sweat splattered violently. Every drop of blood and sweat was mixed into one.
As Owen continues to push Sima back. Sima was not his opponent at all. He was defeated in some time. That's what Orion's view looks like.
Sima anyway, somehow the more attacked he gets stronger. Even losing sight of an invisible eye becomes his weakness.
Krrtt!
After the stick was broken by a knife with a thick scratch, Owen floated his fist to the same point. His heart.
“Difficult to bring alive,” says Owen.
“Ck, it is very difficult,” said Orion agreed to his words.
The srek! Without standing, he began to give off his fire power. The fire was not orange but reddish like blood.
Form a circle on the back, spinning faster and then getting bigger. Orion once again changed the shape on the fire he was able to control.
“3 shape, burr.”
Orion called it, immediately the fire split into three and formed like a thorn or peg with a pointed tip.
The three flames he had made then shot rapidly towards Sima.
Sraaah!
The gap between the open air, Sima fled without being hit by Orion's previous attack. The look on his face changed, and there was a deep emotion of hatred directed at Orion alone.
“He escaped! What kind of power is that!?”
Bruk! Owen instantly collapsed with a heavy breath, his blood flowing, inundating his body quickly.
Orion was also out of energy and breathing. His eyes blurred. Seeing a familiar person get hurt, Orion made a little uneasy.
“I can't fall asleep here,” Orion said with blood flowing.
Little by little, Orion burned the skin in the wound. Although the bleeding stopped slowly but it was still quite dangerous.
He wanted to do the same to Owen. After he reached out his hand, he suddenly unbundled the intention.
“I don't know if he'll survive. Wrong bit I will definitely burn his entire body to the point of being charred. I don't want that to happen,” Orion said.
Orion then reached into the pocket of Owen's pants, he was about to find his cellphone but not here. He then turned to the bed, limping along.
“Meet, finally.”
The night was getting late, Orion quickly contacted the ambulance and accompanied Owen's current condition.
***
The ambulance came to take the dying Owen. His groaning sounded, and it made Orion feel pain as well.
“It looks like you two are a catastrophe.”
“You heard a noise, but didn't come?” orion Syndicate.
“Hoho, if so why? Anyway my house is near this inn.”
“I will take that Eternal Flame,” Orion said without hesitation. Then go and get in the ambulance.
It was seen that the old man's expression changed, which was originally a sigh into a shoe. As he clenched the fists hidden behind his back, he also moved his teeth full of anger.
***
On the same night, Orion sat beside the bed, the place where Owen was lying at the moment. Slowly Owen opened his eyes, and saw Orion sleeping.
“Orion Sadawira, I really suck at escorting ya,” muttered Owen as he stared softly at her.
“Not really,” Orion said as he opened his eyes.
“You woke up. Sorry,” said Owen.
“No need to say such a thing. I wanted to wake up from the beginning. The night is getting late, Mr. Owen better get to bed fast,” Orion said.
Owen was injured all over his body. Because of the scars of that kind of strength and also because of the knife that kept slashing every part of his body. Pretty brutal when viewed up close.
“It feels like my body is breaking apart. Like a glass that falls and can no longer be connected,” said Owen.
“I've also warned you not to get too close to him. But Mr. Owen was reckless, even fighting without such a weapon.”
“From that, is Orion Sadawira okay? Your neck was slashed and lost a lot of blood, right?” Owen asked, and looked at Orion's bandaged neck.
Turning his face Orion replied, “Ya. I'm grateful that Mr. Owen put me on the body.”
Then turned his head and looked at Owen's face once more. Then think, “Actually Mr. Owen is not a NED Warrior, right?”
Owen jerks. For a moment he turned his eyes in the other direction. After a while he then changed his position, sitting with his back on the pillow.
“That's. Sorry, did I burden you?” asked Owen, his face was sad.
“I told you, Mr. Owen has nothing to do with a kid like me. And it would have been better if Mr. Owen had not been involved in this kind of thing. Is there a reason you should do it?” ask Orion.
“Say because of family. I bet my life for it. Because if other work, besides not feeling enough but also I feel always betrayed. I'm getting sick of it,” Owen said, lowering his gaze.
The story is similar to Orion. It's just that their path is taken very inversely but still in the same sense.
“But Mr. Owen is great too, yes. Can make him angry like that, hehe,” Orion said with a chuckle.
“Eh?” Owen was confused as to how he would reply to that remark. So that Owen was just silent while staring at Orion who was chuckling.
“Maybe because you're used to the world of NED. Orion Sadawira so looks like an adult,” muttered Owen softly.
“Oh, yes. I've contacted Miss Gista. So maybe someone else will come to pick you up,” Orion said.
Owen nodded his head with a faint smile.
“Then I asked one thing. Is Mr Owen a martial arts master? It made the woman very angry. Well, even though his anger was directed at me, but I'm sure it was because of you,” Orion thought shrugging.
“Ah, the. I just use my bare hands. Although it is difficult to grab the knife, at least I can compensate for the movement even though it eventually becomes like this.”
“It must have taken a hard fight. Thank goodness Mr. Owen is now fine.”