Seven Elements
The Karcaca Tribe and the Retreat of the Festival

Rhys seemed to be sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. On the edge of the forest, he was training one of his magic powers, fire element magic.

Look, all over his body, flowing a yellowish-orange-colored aura that seemed to glow. Rhys looks like a sinking sun, as high as the sun that has set half behind the tree trunks.

Rhys continued to sit cross-legged until the sun had set entirely, leaving only a hint of dim light. Rhys did not realize, as long as he was cross-legged for almost 2 hours and not aching, the person continued to scout him on the tree.

The man was black, wearing a distinctive tribal mask, his teeth were fanged, he was half-naked. The man then jumped down from the tree and patted his mouth.

"Ululululululu..."

Rhys opened his eyes, he was not surprised, because the sound of "ulululu" had become an 'alarm' for him to end the exercise.

"Carcaca, karcaca, cardaca!" Said the primitive man while prancing around like a monkey. He kept saying "karcaca" up to nine times.

After that 7 other primitive people descended from the tree, they grasped the spear.

The sound of an arrow splitting the wind followed, three arrows shot from the top of the tree, right into the stomach, neck and chest of Rhys.

Rhys who was already standing backwards with the force of the wind, then he swung both arms in the air, a strong wind move out, turning the direction of the three arrows. Two were stuck in the trunk of a tree, one almost hitting the foot of one of the primitive tribes.

Rhys saw they had eleven people, eight in front, they were men; while the other three had just descended, they were women, the three of them instantly bent the bow again.

"Grace!" Said the three of them. Hands up. Maybe that's what it means.

Rhys did not have much time dealing with them, he jumped while turning around and with the force of the wind he had already gone far away leaving them.

Three primitive tribesmen had released arrows, but because it was too far away, the arrows plunged back to the ground. Vibrates.

"karcaca raca glass claws read pickle markets," one primitive tribe told friends. He's run away 573 times, that's what it means.

"Boyfriend claw," another timpal. It's exhausting, that means it.

"galancar makslancar room?" another timpal. How we want to eat now, that's what it means.

"Gaslancar bakaru bijalar." Just quit, that means it

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At 06:30 in the afternoon. The door to the house opened slowly. Rhys. "I'm home."

Chiara. He looks like he's taken a shower. She is now wearing a red dress. Prepare to go to the festival.

Dad, Mama's back from Grythwil town" Chiara said. "Oh, yes, Zaid and I are going to the festival on Oru--mountain"

"The festival was pushed back" Rhys cut. He heard the rumor when he came home from training.

"What's? Why?" Chiara disappointed.

"It may be due to weather factors" Aleyna said. He was standing in the living room. It holds a kind of keyboard tool that is slightly smaller than a calculator. In front of his face was a hologram. Maybe he checked the weather today with that device.

"Well, what a pity," said Chiara.

"What's wrong?" Ask Zaid. He was wearing a white wolf costume.

"The festival was pushed back" Chiara said.

Aleyna typed again on her keyboard. The hologram screen appeared one more. "And the information here says the festival will be held 3 days later."

"Sister Chiaaraa!" I heard a cry from outside. That's Elena's voice. The three people in the living room could hear it.

On the outside, Elena appeared to be wearing a white wolf costume, just like Zaid. The difference is, he looks even more adorable in that costume.

Chiara opened the door. "Yes? Oh, Elena. Too bad the festival's been pushed back."

"Whatdidyou say? Festival's backtracked?"

And just the last word Elena said, Lightning with thunder came, shocking everything. Elena reflexively went forward hugging Chiara, terrified. Zaid inside covered both ears, Aleyna instantly turned off her tools.

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"Why was the festival canceled?" Elena asked innocently on the sidelines of the heavy rain accompanied by lightning and thunder.

Elena, Zaid and Chiara gather in Zaid's room. Chiara had already changed into her usual clothes, while Zaid and Elena were still wearing their wolf costumes.

"You see, Elena," said Zaid, "outside of the heavy rain."

"Yes, due to the bad weather, the festival was pushed back" Chiara added.

"Before a while" said Chiara. Then he got up and went out.

"Where?" Ask Zaid and Elena at the same time. They refuse to be left behind. But Chiara did not answer.

Five minutes passed. Zaid and Elena didn't talk to each other. They just shut up. Busy with their own minds.

"Why are you staring at me?!" Elena doesn't like it.

"Oh, ee. no, I was just curious. Your ears are different from the others. Are you..."

"Yes, I'm an elf. Also called teri. Uh, uh, pari, ferry, I mean fairy," Elena said. Because he was 6 years old, he often mispronounced. Especially when eating or nervous.

Chiara was about to enter the room again, she brought 2 cups of tea and 1 cup of warm milk on the tray.

Lightning and thunder came again, more powerful than the previous one, the room lights were off. Zaid and the others were all startled, Chiara almost dropped the tray, Zaid felt a soft hand embrace her.

Chiara let out a flaming streak in one of her hands as a light, she saw Elena hugging Zaid and sticking her head against Zaid's chest.

Chiara. Jeez, interior.

"Eh, uh, sorry. I didn't mean it that way. I'm just scared. Pardon me, yeah." Elena then sighed.

Zaid was wrong.

Chiara put a tray on the floor then she moved like she was looking for something. The candle found. He lit it with fire in his hand.

"Why should I light a candle if Chiara can use fire?" Ask Zaid.

"Oh, that's so I don't have any trouble. It also saves my magic energy, too" Chiara explained.

Dzing. Meow. Vin teleports, the gray cat appears. Probably looking for his master.

"Oh, hey, Vin," said Elena. "Cabin."

Vin jumped in Elena's lap.

"Magic energy?" Ask Zaid. He doesn't care about the cat. He had read an eighth of the old book. And the initial chapter in the book explained about magic energy, that's why he asked.

"Yes, magic energy. Everyone here has magic power. And has its own limitations in its use," explained Chiara.

"emmmm... Sister Chiara, "said Elena as she stroked the cat on her lap, "what if Kak Chiara continued the story back then? I'm actually sleepy, but because of the blasphemy, blasphemy, I mean rain, I can't sleep. Maybe if you tell me about it for me I can sleep here." Elena's yawning.

"Sleep here? Any more?!" Zaid won't.

"May, yes, Brother Chiara," said Elena pleading. Eyes enlarge.

Zaid gestured not to allow.

Chiara laughed a little. "Oh, come on, Zaid. Now it's raining heavily, pity Elena, it's impossible for her to come home" Chiara said.

Zaid sighed. "Yes, yeah, okay."

Chiara smiled. "Well, drink first. The water's getting cold."

Elena took the milk in the tray; Zaid took the tea; elena took the rest.

Elena took out a stance, she put ice into her milk.

"It's cold like this you drink cold milk?!" Ask Zaid. But actually he was surprised to see little Elena also had the power.

Elena did not answer.he gulped his milk slowly.

Chiara laughed again. "Okay, I'll start the story."

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