RICH PRANAJA HEIR TO TIRTANALA

RICH PRANAJA HEIR TO TIRTANALA
EPS 66 BLACK CROW SURVEILLANCE


EPS 66 BLACK CROW SURVEILLANCE


It is not easy to find a comfortable place that you can stop by, because footsteps are often stuck with pleasantries not based on conscience. So stay away from all compliments because in precarious situations, you need more insults so that you are strong to support the burden in your heart


The prince ordered the former Snow Goddess's warriors to set off first, he would follow her from behind. Dressed in their oversized clothes, bull-horned head coverings, and white polar bear skin they walked in the mist.


Riding on a black and white horse, their presence was completely disguised. It was only fitting that they could carry out a deadly surprise attack without their enemies knowing. Their steps were slow without a sound, just following the journey of the fog. No wonder people dubbed the army as a horde of terrible creatures from within the fog.


“We will enter the Ice Palace. The target is to save the Snow Goddess, after which free the hostages from under the palace buildings, and the last one is to destroy the Ice Palace along with the Sarju witch,” exclaimed Pranaja in a loud voice.


In all-black clothes, as well as a black mask covering part of his face, Pranaja crept slowly with Bon Jovi, his white horse. Retracing the villages that had been destroyed by the Snow Goddess troops returned to the Ice Palace of their former lord, the Sarju Witch. Along the way, there were only scattered bodies and houses of residents that burned down. There was still a flash of fire in some corner of the village.


“We turn off first, the burning fire points. And check if there are still victims alive,” said Pranaja.


Quickly the troops he brought immediately moved according to the orders of his lord. They shut down the rest of the fire that was still burning before it grew. They also found some people who were dying waiting for their death. Pranaja is moving fast. With Tirtanala's soothing and healing powers he managed to ‘normalize’ them back so as to live and escape death.


“I will try to reduce the power of the Snow Goddess, while you take care of your dead brothers in accordance with your traditions and beliefs,” Pranaja message.


The newly healed inhabitants of Pranaja immediately prostrated themselves and promised to obey all the commands of their helper god.


Pranaja and his army continued on their way. In every village that fell victim to the cruelty of the creatures from within the fog, they stopped for a while. To help and clean up the ruined village. For a long time he was known among the inhabitants of the Allbush Highlands as the swordsman Budiman, Chef Rich God Helper of All Knows.


“Thank you Mr. Pranaja,” their words are so sincere amid tears seeing their houses that have been destroyed, flat with the ground.


Pranaja just smiled bitterly without saying anything. Not even knowing whether his heart was currently sad or happy to see their recovery. What he clearly knew was that the scattered corpses would get the proper treatment from the rest of the villagers he had healed.


What he did not know was that all of his movements were being watched by a pair of sharp eyes of a black crow belonging to the sorcerer Sarju. The pair of eyes full of mystical power recorded all the movements of Pranaja and all his men, from morning to night. At midnight the crow returned to the home of its master, the Ice Palace and the sorcerer Sarju.


***


“What news do you bring tonight my son, kikiki.”



One sinister voice sounded as the two crow's claws clutched the wooden crossbar hanging in the middle of the room. The room, which had its entire wall made of ice, felt so cold and frozen. But in the corner of the room, there is a fireplace that is also made of ice. Surprisingly, no melted ice was exposed to the heat.


Then came the sound of footsteps being dragged closer to the crow. It seems that the owner of the step is the one whose leg is paralyzed next door.


Sreek..sreek…



Arrks! Arrks! Arrks!



The crow immediately let out a dry voice as if welcoming the arrival of its master. All parts of his black eyes seemed to twitch, as soon as he saw the face of the Sarju witch.



Dressed in all black, black robed and carrying a short stick at the end of which is decorated with a human skull, Sarju approached his beloved bird. For a moment he observed the two black crow's eyeballs rolling strangely, like a ball of earth rotated on its axis. After that he laughed very hard.



“Kikikiki.like a snake approaching his own baton kikiki...come let me thump your head until it crumbs kikiki.”.




The Snow Goddess sat down gracefully. Her perfectly clear face looked so cold and flat, without any expression. It was as if a body without a soul, or a soul that was incompatible with its body.



“Wake the Snow Goddess. There is good news for you,” Sarju said.



Slowly his paralyzed foot climbed the steps for the sake of the steps to reach the throne. He would have delivered the news himself that the black crow had just brought. And the person who came this time is not an ordinary person, because he has supernatural powers that cannot be underestimated.



“There will be guests who come to visit Dewi. We have to give him a decent welcome,” Sarju said again.



The Snow Goddess was still silent. His face was stiff looking straight ahead, but his gaze was blank. His face was also blank without any expression. Without an angry reaction, sad or happy to hear the news delivered by the evil witch. Surprisingly Sarju just kept talking.



“It was this man who managed to destroy our troops at the top of Allbush. You're right our goddess will indeed avenge the death of our children. For them to know our true strength,” Sarju said again.



Suddenly a guard asked permission to enter. Sarju nodded his head. The bodyguard walked quickly to face the Snow Goddess.



“Please Goddess there is important news that I have to convey,” said the bodyguard while bowing his head.



The Goddess' mouth seemed to be moving but strangely coming out of her mouth was the voice of the Sarju witch.



“Say Guards, What news do you want to tell,” Snow Goddess said.


“There's a group of our lost soldiers in Okunumenda suddenly back in good health. And they asked for time to meet my Lord Goddess,” said the bodyguard.



The Snow Goddess smiled sinisterly while nodding her head.



“Tell them all into my room, I will welcome their arrival in particular.”



Kikikiki….