SATRIO.
CH 112S

Pandji made the final wide slash before leaving Aswanta and his team, who had regained control of the situation, were no longer desperate and had hopes of reversing the conditions of the fight.

Gia's screams leave Pandji engulfed in excessive panic, his mind stirring instantly. Imagining she could not protect her sister to the point of causing Gia to not exist.she would never forgive herself, it was impossible to bear such a burden for life.

His steps stopped seeing Mika ready to be thrown down after being hit by a slump kick in the stomach from Badrika. Pandji leaped quickly and threw his two swords into the air, making one precise move to catch Mika's body that was pointing at her like a ball.

Mika closed her eyes as her body floated, she hoped not to fall like a Raksa that crashed and broke some flower pots.

The girl felt astonished, her eyes opening slowly as it was not a violent collision on the perceived wall. But the hand that encircles the waist and the back that hits one's chest.

Pandji hugged Mika tightly and retreated one step due to the pressure from the body he captured.

Mika squinted her eyes due to the rain fluttering her face slightly blocking her dizzy-spinning gaze. He was fully aware when Pandji's voice approached his buzzing hearing, "Are you okay, Babe?"

Mika elbowed Pandji's chest slowly, asking to be released because she could not stand Pandji's air that was too close to her. Despite feeling unworthy of imagining anything more than a rescue hug, Mika still hinted with her silly thoughts.

"For so long you are, everyone almost died because of holding the bastard! If only it could hurt her body, I'd have torn her face off just now" Mika's grumbling covered her awkwardness.

"You may cut off his ear, as if it were far from his life!" pandji said lowering Mika slowly.

"That's not funny at all," mika's exasperated timpal said.

"Go set your breath and energy for a moment!"

"Hm …." Mika fixes her standing position and rushes to escape as Badrika has already launched a quick attack towards Pandji.

Pandji dodged the moon's heirloom slash directed at his face.

Badrika stared coldly at the figure that had survived her weapon and was looking back at him with a bored face.

“Cuih .. I really hate to see you, you fight like a sissy!" badrika's hat is full of scorn.

Pandji shook his head lightly, "Alright, I will end this quickly!"

"I know you won't hurt this boy's body" laughed Badrika. "Isn't that an advantage to me!"

"Not really, if just cut off Badrika's hands or feet. I guess Uncle Candika and Aunt Risa won't mind. They just want their son alive, about the physical disability I never promised. This part of the sword is too sharp to be stopped impromptu while slashing," Pandji said catching his two swords from void space.

The fierce fight again began, this time Pandji was no longer as careful as before. Whatever might happen to Badrika's body she doesn't make it a problem.

Extending the duration against Badrika would only harm her friends. So, if the sword ends the body of his own friend. He just needed to give a little extra explanation to Badrika's parents.

TRANGS!!!

Badrika's crescent heirloom tip pierced through Pandji's arm despite being fended off by his sword. In return, Pandji's feet swept over Badrika's body until the young man slammed hard on the ground.

Pandji jumped on top of Badrika's body and made a quick stab towards the neck. Badrika shifted her head as fast as lightning, avoiding Pandji's sword which finally missed and pierced her shoulder until it penetrated backwards.

Badrika roared loudly followed by a shrill scream of a female voice, followed by a bitter cry and a hoarse voice that spoke in a sad tone as she pleaded for forgiveness for Badrika's life.

Pandji stared stagnantly at the face of the woman who was standing not far from him with two hands fused in front of his chest like he was apologizing.

Next, the woman gathered and wept bitterly beside her husband who was standing watching the situation.

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