Srikandi Tanah Pasundan
Pandji and Mustika Witches

The battle of the demon and human forces was fierce. Although outnumbered but the spirit to protect the survival of the high human race made the knights unyielding.

A wide variety of magic spells were used against the demon army. Aid from the white alliance also began to arrive from various cities. They all want to be part of history in the greatest battle of the century.

Time quickly passed until it did not feel more than three days, the war was ongoing. Fatigue was clearly visible on their faces. More and more victims fall. Tired and forcing themselves to fight without pause made the knights unable to concentrate anymore.

No exception Doni and Saka who continue to pump the fighting spirit of the knights. There were limits that ordinary humans could not exceed, in contrast to the soft guys who were still able to fight for days. 

Although Doni and Saka have been in a group tussle, tension, exhaustion, and despair begin to haunt them. The Saka residence, which was used as the main fortress of defense, was filled with the faces of the meu who were bowed in lethargy.

Kania and Erick do not stay silent, though Sari asks them for shelter but both insist on helping. They were assisted by Saka officials to provide food and drink to restore the strength of the knights.

Sometimes both are also not reluctant to massage or just listen to the complaints of the knights while treating the wounds on his body. Kania and Erick struggle in different senses.

Mika's magic rune left only a faint light of omens where the magic was almost depleted.

"Uncle, what should we do?" Mika was worried, seeing a lot of knights who had to be pulled back because of injuries, while the demon army that came was increasing.

"Call your father Mika, we need his help right away!"

Mika fell silent, she did not need to contact Alaric and her son because now both have arrived and are cutting down the demon army that blocked their path to enter the Saka residence.

"They're coming uncle!" Mika sumringah's face saw the arrival of two different generations of men coming with a haunted aura from each of her houses.

Doni breathed a sigh of relief, to be honest he began to lose his spirit and confidence. The exhaustion after days of fighting disappeared instantly when he saw Al and Pandji coming to his aid.

"Sorry we are late" Al said after eroding the distance with Doni.

"Traffic clock?" ask Doni with a joke grin 

"That's how it is, the devil is creating a lot of chaos in the streets. We had to do a little road cleaning!" 

"They really messed up our world! I don't dare to imagine what this city is like now?!" 

"This city is like a dead city inhabited only by demons. Corpses were everywhere, not to mention the swarms of demons that were preying on the lives of humans. Disgusting, what good is eating raw meat!" Pandji spoke this time.

"For them it's a healthy menu!" Mika replied with a sour grin.

Pandji, who had not seen Sari's whereabouts, asked, "Where is aunt? Isn't this aunt's fight with Airlangga?" 

"Aunty Sari, mas Pandji!" Mika corrects Pandji's call to Sari.

"I'd rather that smell domestically Mika."

Doni chuckled at the flat expression of Alaric's first son who was indeed very adorable.

"Aunty Sari lured Airlangga elsewhere, she did not want those who were her weakness to be targeted by Airlangga."

"Until when will this fight end uncle? The entire city is almost destroyed because of the two of them, I just don't want this beautiful city to be flat on the ground!" 

"Either mas, both are equally powerful and equally immortal. Uncle himself doesn't know if there's any other way to stop this." 

Pandji thought for a moment, "There's another way! Maybe this is the only way to finish their fight."

Doni and Al look at each other, Pandji doesn't want to tell him his plans. He watches from the wind that hears. Pandji rushed to the location where Sari and Airlangga were fighting. 

Their energy traces were read out in mere seconds. Pandji was amazed by the power of two immortals who were fighting it out. He had never seen such a great power, only two people but had already destroyed almost all the buildings and streets in the center of the city.

Pandji really did not want his second favorite city after Yogyakarta so beautiful to be destroyed and ruffled two immortals just for revenge.

Pandji had just come, unexpectedly greeted with a job must catch Sari who slid rushing towards him like a ball that had just been kicked Airlangga. 

Pandji's feet were on standby and his energy was ready when Sari finally hit him strongly. Pandji's hand immediately wrapped around Sari's waist so as not to fall down after his back hit Pandji's sturdy body.

"Auntie's okay?" tanya Pandji half whispered in Sari's ear.

"Auntie?" Sari turned her glance and frowned holding back the laughter. "Where did Mas Pandji get that silly call?"

"I like the funny call, giving a strong Javanese impression to a bule," replied Pandji jokingly. "So that handsome guy named Airlangga?"

Sari broke away from Pandji's embrace, "He's so strong, I can't deal with him anymore. Fifteen years in vain. I am getting stronger, and so is Airlangga. We are both immortal and this has been for days. I'm getting tired."

Pandji thought carefully, if Sari who holds on to the sengkayana alone is not easy to kill Airlangga, let alone himself who is only armed with a spear borrowed from his sister? Spear Sepuh Pandowo, contains a dragon spirit that unfortunately does not want to submit to Pandji. 

"Yes, my sword is one of them!"

"If she can't finish him off in the present, she can finish him off in the past fifteen years, before he gets strong and crazy like this. I'll open a time portal if aunt is willing to venture into a time when all this hasn't started yet."

"What, back in time? Does that mean I ... will meet Bagas? Um, I mean all my friends?"

"Look, I'm not the God who can bring the dead back to life. Anyone who has died is impossible to exist and can be found in the time exploration that will aunt lived, I only give a short space to aunt to kill Airlangga in the past. That's all!"

Sari listened enthusiastically, but was a little disappointed to hear the end. Pandji's idea of sending her into the past makes Sari a little nervous. He tried to recall the right moment to kill Airlangga in the past. 

 "Oh, fine then. Send me now to the time before Airlangga bites me!"

"Auntie sure it's the best time? The selection of the right moment will greatly affect the result. Remember aunt's time isn't much!"

"I hope my choice is right," though Sari hesitated a little but it never hurts to try.

"Alright, get ready this Bi's gonna hurt a little bit." Pandji's words made Sari even more nervous.

"Hmm, can I ask you something? Does it taste good to be bitten?" tanya Pandji while reciting a spell on the mustika witch necklace she wears, Sari just grinned wryly.

A dazzling light shot out from the necklace, wrapping Sari's body from top to bottom.

BLAPS! 

Sari disappeared from Pandji's sight with a flash of reddish light heading into space.

Airlangga shouted furiously, flapping her wings and flying in pursuit of the light that took Sari away.

Pandji complained that he had no wings, "Jagad, at least I didn't take you to watch the show. I know you're a good dragon, you know I'm one of Ganendra's sons. The existence of elemental magic that I have does make you uncomfortable, but you have to understand and be able to hold it for a moment. I've agreed to lend you a hand against Airlangga, but if you're of little use, I'll make sure you die before …."

Pandji had not finished speaking as his body was struck by an angry dragon which immediately shot rapidly chasing Airlangga into the air. "Don't be angry, Jagad! I'm not threatening you. We just have to work together to hold Airlangga for a while until aunt Sari can kill him in the past!"

If only the dragon could curse, maybe he had cursed Pandji who was putting an innocent expression on him.

Well, at least Pandji's complaint managed to lure Turonggo Jagad out to help him chase Airlangga.

Airlangga darted quickly chasing the reddish light in the sky, but not yet half way, his body was thrown strong by the tail of the dragon mount Pandji.

"Hi uncle, how about we play a game for a while!" Pandji greeted Airlangga who was surprised by his presence.

"Who is ..," Airlangga was about to shout when he realized who the young man was challenging him was. 

"Well, you're that rancid kid apparently! Incredible coincidence, I promise to take you back to the underworld!"

"Ohya? Did the demon lord miss me so much, after the hospitality I gave you yesterday?" 

"Huh, do you still have the guts to go back to face him boy!"

Pandji responded with a flat expression, "Why should I be afraid of him, he can't even touch a small patch of the tip of my hair," 

"Basin the snot boy! So arrogant of you, I wonder if you can handle my demonic sword!"

Airlangga snatched the demon sword, the energy so great roared like a coral breaker. Pandji dodges and fends off to keep his demonic sword from touching his body. Each heirloom of the two clashed with huge energies as if sucking in and slowing down Pandji's movements.

Pandji grumbled, at a time like this he misses a pair of heirlooms.

"If they don't disappear for sure I can deal with this demon uncle easily,"

Turonggo Jagad growled, he knew what Pandji was thinking. "Sorry Jagad is not my intention to compare yourself to Damar and Asih Jati, it's just that I miss them a little!"

Airlangga again rained Pandji with his sword very fast. Pandji dodged too late, the tip of Airlangga's sword managed to scratch his right back. One punch landed on Pandji's chest making him thrown into Turonggo Jagad.

The dragon stretched out its head as a footstool so that Pandji could climb on its back. Pandji twisting Sepuh Pandowo's spear on his head, Turonggo Jagad flashing to compensate for the speed of Airlangga who continues to hunt Pandji.

Airlangga managed to jump high and reward Pandji kick on his temple. Pandji loses his balance and falls off the back of Turonggo Jagad.

Not even Pandji managed to overcome the pain in the head and blurred vision, Airlangga had chased after him again with a series of attacks. With his spear Pandji tried to fend off the demon sword that almost split him in half.

Pandji ran towards Turonggo Jagad who immediately darted away from Airlangga. The black dragon swirled high in the air giving Pandji a chance to breathe and reorganize his inner power. As Pandji prepared to take him in a sharp dive, Airlangga was preparing to greet him below.

"Hurry up Auntie, I can't hold it for too long! This demon uncle is quite strong!"