RICH PRANAJA HEIR TO TIRTANALA
EPS 8 TWO-GENERATION FIGHTS

TWO GENERATION FIGHT

It's so hot. A soft, whistling wind is unable to cool the scorching sun. Only the dust and smoke from the burning wood still billowed. The long dry season makes everything dry. Well, river, pond, lake, everything is dry without any water.

Like a village that gets a curse, Jalatunda is really below its nadir. No more visible signs of prosperity that had previously been touched the feelings of its citizens. Now it's just empty soulless buildings. Sepi slashing. There was only the sound of a crow roaring on a dead branch.

Two people entered the village gate with faces full of question marks. A couple, Daningrum and her husband Tusin. Dressed in all blue, riding the same colored horse, milk chocolate, tucked in black cloth, carrying arrows on his back. A pair of swords engraved with the image of an eagle in its scabbard, tucked in the saddle of its horse.

After disappearing more than ten years ago, they are now returning with a mission of revenge to the people of Jalatunda. And also look for their missing son, Ken Darsih, who was forcibly taken by Dadhungawuk from Daningrum's hands. I don't know where the Jalatunda rogue took him, until now Daningrum has not heard from him.

After studying in the Tidar valley to Eyang Sapujagad, now they transformed into a pair of tough warriors who are ready to electrify the martial world.

“What happened to my husband, where did all the people of Jalatnda go?” daningrum.

“It looks like there was a massacre two or three days ago. Maybe there are violent criminals who committed robbery, then burned this village,” said Tusin.

Daningrum showed it carefully. In some corners there are charred houses that still emit thin smoke.

“But there is no smell of human flesh burning,” Daningrum said

“Maybe people ran away scared. Before the village was burned,” Tusin said again.

In front of Bale, they stopped, then tethered his horse. The magnificent building that used to be the center of the village government, is now in ruins. Probably worse than any other building.

Daningrum's face looked very disappointed. His desire to finish off the life of the village head of Jalatunda had to be delayed. It seemed that the trash was hiding from something very frightening.

“Any. Was the band of robbers so scary that the entire population fled to leave their property?” ask Daningrum again.

“This is definitely not just a band of robbers. But a scary figure whose ability exceeds our teacher's father, Eyang Senthir,” said Tusin refuted his own opinion..

Hearing her husband mention the name of Eyang Senthir, Daninrum's face immediately changed. She looks so anxious, then invites her husband to visit Sanggar Pamujan. They spurred the horse quickly considering the safety of the Acarya.

Not until Sanggar Pamujan their bodies jumped into the air, then darted quickly to know the horses. Apparently they were impatient to see the condition of his teacher.

As soon as they entered the gate, they were very surprised to see the scene before him. No different from the others, Sanggar Pamujan has also been burned out, only debris remains.But the most surprising is a large tall figure, robed in light gray, gray, standing gallantly while bowing his head above the rubble. As they looked at each other, Tusin and Daningrum instantly recognized him.

“Somawangi Offering!” shout Tusin.

“You...” says Daningrum with vibrating lips.

He could not resist the turmoil of his heart. It was the old man who arbitrarily moved Ken Darsih's fetus from Miryam's stomach into her stomach.

“So you did all this? Low-spirited fief leader. Only because of the death of one of your sons, Glagah Jenar, would you kill one village?” tusin.

Panembahan's face looked confused. He who accidentally stopped by Jalatunda after returning from his holy trip to Dieng, instead got all his citizens had left. The house, and Bale Kelurahan building, Market, Kalangan gambling center and Pamujan Sanggar have been burned down. Suddenly came two young people who he knew as his cantrik Acarya, his enudy all sorts.

“You too have moved the fetus inside Miryam's stomach into my stomach!” screams Daningrum hysterically, a sign he was in the grip of his anger.

Panembahan Somawangi gasped, now just remember the face of the woman in front of him. But he's happy. Instead his arrival here was to meet the woman and ask where Miryam's son was.

“Oh yes, ..yes I remember now. You're the girl who accepted Miryam's son. I'm sorry if it bothers you. Instead I came to ask where..”.

“No apologies to you motherfucker!” yelled Daningrum as he slapped his sword.

“Wush!”

Panembahan who did not expect to be attacked by Daningrum immediately jumped back. And Panembahan gasped again at the power of Daningrum's sword. Although Daningrum's sword flutter was quite far away, but the wind thrust had rattled his robe.

“Pedang Rajawali Cakra Buwana?” Panembahan. “Where did you get it? Don't tell me you're students of Sapujagad from Tidar Valley.”

Daningrum and Tusin's lips smiled cynically. Fortunately Daningrum who attacked him earlier, had the attack been carried out by Sapujagad himself, he was sure he would have been injured.

“Biaiklah. Now I know you are Sapujagad's students, and you will definitely become great warriors. But there are some things that you must improve to increase the power of the Rajawali sword Cakra Buwana,” Panembahan said.

“Hmh, who would listen to your babble!” shout Tusin.

Together with his wife, Tusin attacked Panembahan. Their attacks were extremely agile, nimble and powerful, A short while later the old but dashing body was caged by flashes of sword light that were extremely dangerous to his soul. Panembahan was forced to retreat again, then his hands were stretched out to the right and to the left. Then quickly both hands were swung forward and cupped.

“Plok!! Imaginary Wall!”

Like there was an invisible wall moving forward sweeping across the attacks of Tusin and Daningrum. Both of them jumped far back. Then jump along with the body of the hugging eagle. The two ends of their swords were put together. Then their bodies spun rapidly, forming a white beam in the shape of a giant drill bit. Slowly the twisted taper tip penetrates Panembahan's ‘wind’ wall.

Blars!

The imaginary wall collapsed, pushing Panembahan's body backwards. While the taper of rays continued to move attacked Panembahan again.

“Hiyaaa..” shouted them.

Panembahan shook his robes, taking out half the power of Tirtanala.

“Tirtanala!”

His voice blared through space. Instantly the cold air blew the two bodies of the husband and wife who embraced each other,

Tusin and Daningrum changed formation. They stood up straight and jumped high into the air. Both of his swords were swiped at each other.

“Pair of Rajawali Revoke Death!” shout them.

From the results of the friction earlier came a flash of lightning struck with great force. That thunder-like rumbling beam crept through the air wall, then struck the cold attack of Tirtanala

“Blar!

Both Panembahan and the two warriors were pushed back. And now Panembahan could measure the strength of his two opponents.