ORION
Help Arrives. Is This the Last Time I Met Sima?
“Orion, where have you gone? Said you went to the toilet!”
Mahanta rushed over to Orion who was still silent and surprised. Then he opened his eyes, and looked at Mahanta.
“Mahanta, yes ..I, just want to go to the toilet? Uh, no. This I mean ...” Orion said hesitantly. He seems reluctant to tell the truth.
“I bet you must have been looking for information 30 years ago. Yeah, I know exactly why you want it so much. But this is not how it works, Orion.”
A tangled face with anxious feelings. Mahanta then hugged Orion's body in earnest, as a companion. Although he knows that Orion is not a child, it does not mean he will let Orion as he pleases.
“You are a member of Arutala. So don't let you go back to death. Then I won't know how to deal with it.”
“You mean Miss Gista?”
“In addition to that yes. But on the other hand, I will also be disappointed.”
“Indeed why are you disappointed? You yourself don't know exactly what my goal is, do you?” orion said while releasing the embrace of Mahanta to him.
“Of course I know, back to your real body, right?” whispers lirih.
Orion took a short breath. Thankful that Mahanta knows nothing but that.
Sooooo!!!
The wind blows strong, this wind is natural wind. It is no longer the wind that Mahanta creates. Mahanta looked back, and found Sima still in shock.
“Hah, that was a relief.”
“The person can close the wound. I'm not sure he'll just give up.”
“We have to take him, right?”
“He is useless. He was also not in contact with Chameleon constantly. Better just leave it,” thought Orion.
“Your words sound cold. Then, what if he finds out something about the cause of your body shrinking?” chirps Mahanta.
“He won't know. And I myself already know the possible causes of the body shrinking since the incident at the big hospital.”
“Hm, then what can I do. Miss Gista is also not very interested in who is not a direct subordinate of Chameleon,” Mahanta said as he cleared his throat.
“But if you know, why did you come after him before? One of my subordinates said so,” added Mahanta.
“Although I already knew. But I need a way to get back, right? Back to the adult form,” muttered Orion while looking at the streets.
“Oh, I get it! But since he's not in direct contact with Chameleon, that means we can just run away from here, right?”
Mahanta had thought the same thing as Orion but it seemed that Sima had no intention of letting the two of them go.
Scratches that are like roots creeping into the streets reappear. Then evenly distributed around him then spread to the position of the two of them at this time.
Mahanta is back using the wind. Throwing the scratches attached into peeling little by little. Then ran along with Orion with both blades attached to his arms.
The shat!
Orion swung his arm, producing an attack with the shape of a scythe spinning towards Sima. But Sima was able to dodge it, then raised his palm.
As of saying, “Seals!”
Orion's heart instantly beat even harder. The pain in his back he felt. But Orion did not stop.
“Use the wind to raise the fire,” whispered Orion to Mahanta who then nodded.
Orion turned the two blades into a fire that was burning so big. Then formed a whirlpool of fire hit Sima who remained bent to the knee at that time.
Mahanta combines the wind with the fire of Orion. The fire grew over time. Even the heat was not able to hold Sima, so the skin burned, peeling and made him helpless.
“I know.”
Orion clasped his hands with a feeling of anger. The vortex of flames vanished in an instant, leaving sparks all around.
Sima scratches are equally lost. He is now lying unconscious. However, it did not last long, the scratches reappeared.
It crept and is now more thickened, expanding rapidly to touch the surrounding walls.
“Orion did you hear something?” mahanta asked as he looked around.
“Heard what?”
Faintly the voice heard by Mahanta grew louder, Orion heard it so clearly.
The sound of a musical instrument is plucked only with the fingers. The groove was beautiful yet the sound hardened as time went on.
Teng!
The last quote sounded until it echoed into the area around them. Sima's strength stopped at that very instant, the seal on his back disappeared.
“Ah! What is this sound!?” pekik Mahanta closed both ears tightly.
“Mahanta, quickly go from here! Come!”
Orion knew the sound of a beautiful voice but raised this ear from whom. He immediately invited Mahanta to leave.
***
Back to the front of the inn. The two members had long been waiting for the arrival of the two of them. Soon they left as soon as possible from the city of Y-Karta.
“You both are okay?” ask a member who is driving the vehicle.
“Yes, it's okay. We are only involved in problems that are difficult to overcome,” replied Mahanta with an annoyed expression.
“Even Mr. Mahanta will find it difficult. Is that the woman that was previously talked about?” thought Owen.
“Yes, that's it. And look now, if I come late or even none of you intend to find Orion, I don't know what will happen to Orion,” Mahanta said.
“I'm sorry. After all, I am pretty sure that Orion Sadawira is quite capable of overcoming.”
“Overcoming what? See his neck? What's the matter exactly as long as you guys are in this city, huh?” Mahanta asked firmly.
“Already, Mr. Mahanta. This is my own carelessness,” Orion said with a smile.
Mahanta exhaled while folding both arms to the front of the chest. He then looked out from behind the window, of course he was still upset.
In addition, Orion felt itchy on his lower arm, after he checked why it suddenly became itchy, he was then surprised.
There was a pair of two wings that stretched out, painted on his arm like a tattoo. Orange color mixed with red, at first glance the carving looks beautiful. Stunning and attracting his attention.
***
Sima limped with his entire body that was almost burned. He approached a man sitting in an alley with a lute in his hand.
“What are you really doing?”
Sima glared at him. Angry, annoyed and hated that was fixed on the man.
“You must have done something to him. Because I already feel something is a little different from him,” Sima stressed.
After the lute was played, he put it on the side. Then stand up and look at Sima with the declining corner of her eyes. Then grinned wide.
“Not cool if I just tell you, yes?” he said then laughed a little.