Swordsman Without Friends
Second aid.
The bright sky above seemed to be enveloped in cloudy clouds.The dim, gloomy and gripping atmosphere felt along with the waves of very cold air that emerged from the body of the limp young man named Pranacitra. 'Ganco's Legged Demon Grandmother' has thrown out two of her most reliable magic science.
From the other direction two pieces of bright white light shaped beams as big as the trunk of a coconut tree kicked off. The air seemed to turn cold frozen.the science of 'Combust Death of the Spirit Scavenger' and the style 'Legs of Ganco Demon Sowing Revenge' still trying to break through that ice-cold light before it was wiped out by the science of the powerful punch of 'Frozen Grave Gravestone.!'
There was no sound of explosions from the collision of three magic sciences that clashed with strength.all seemed to be crushed vanished by the sweep of light rays of snow that rolled sweeping the flat slope of Mount Bromo. only a moment could be heard screaming in pain that was held full of vengeance mixed with fear from the Grandma of the Legged Demon Ganco.
It took over ten breaths of time to restore people's eyesight, even though everything had passed but the air still felt piercingly cold. in front of her, the dead-footed grandmother had vanished from her place. all that was left behind was a clot of frozen cold blood and a snow-covered hand cutlet that then split into small chunks of frozen meat.
From here it can be known that the 'Ganco-Legged Demon Grandmother' has suffered severe injuries. but lucky at the time of death to pick him up he still had a little awareness to decide to turn his right hand which was covered with layers of snow and numb.
All of that was forced to do because he realized that if he remained reckless to survive, the power of the cold air would continue to penetrate his entire body until it froze to death and ended up breaking like a lump of cut meat covered with ice.
Pranacitra stood quietly close his eyes.he needed a little time to calm the flow of magic and the turbulent path of his blood.however the two opposing magicians are not arbitrary science that he can face easily. except for 'Satan Grave' which is indeed higher level of knowledge. The name of the 'Ganco-Legged Demon Grandmother' can be aligned with the other four teachers.
The stump grandmother was also very cunning, maybe he realized if the two styles of magic had not been able to match the science of the limp punch, until in a cornered state he was still able to make a strategy. before unleashing the two sciences of magic, he first threw some small iron ganco-shaped secret weapons similar to fishing eyes towards the Five Fire Eagles lying on the ground.
As a result Pranacitra's attention was split.although in his heart he had no good impression on the five of them who arrogantly dared to challenge him, but clearly he was unable to let them woe. The punch of the 'Frozen Grave Gravestone' it became a little fragmented as part of its magic power was used to sweep away the grandmother's flying ganco secret weapon.
Perhaps that was why the Ganco-legged Demon Grandmother still had little chance of escaping the death hole, despite being severely injured and being forced to dangle next to her arm. the fight of the top class fighters often does not take long to determine the loss and win.
The moaning sound of a girl resuscitated the cripple who just finished regulating the flow of blood and breathing his inner energy. Once his feet track the earth his body has floated and arrived next to the girl named Orange Rani. the eyes of the beautiful girl led by the Five Fire Eagles were half-open staring expectantly, but instead of helping, the limp even first turned over the body of his sister named Jingga Ratih and his fellow students.
A drink of tea time passed, the treatment was finished.although they were both unconscious but their internal wounds had already gradually recovered.in a weakened state Orange Rani could still see everything the young man was doing, she said, making the feeling of admiration that was in his heart involuntarily grew even more towards this cripple.
Without speaking the young man sat the body of Orange Rani. his right palm stuck to the back.The same way of treatment was also done on the girl. quickly he was also mediated to be able to absorb the bluish cold in order to accelerate healing.
When he realized from his semen, the time was past noon. Some of the spears in front of him had increased by two tombs. although not written anything on the tombstone but he knew that it was the tomb of the two young brothers and sisters, with half forced themselves Jingga Rani stood up and knelt in front of the two tombs.
It has been more than seven years they were together, since the first appointed students by the teacher.Their relationship is not unlike the brothers themselves.Tears wet the reddish white cheeks on her beautiful face. for the first time ever Orange Rani felt herself very weak and useless.
''The wounds on your two brothers' bodies are already rotting, otherwise their bodies will be damaged soon.Corpse preservatives will not be of any use.so., so., I hope you and your other brothers understand that I did it without your permission..''
Three faint medicinal grains emitting a yellowish-colored faint light fell on the girl's lap. ''Medicine is useful for healing internal and external wounds.Not less than in these two days do not use your inner strength.especially your two brothers.Their wounds are very severe..''
Without looking back at Orange Rani knew that the limp youth was the one who spoke. ''Aa., I understand. ter., thank you for taking the trouble to do it. This help of yours somehow we can repay it.'' said the beautiful girl led by the Five Fire Eagles.
When he did not hear any answer, Jingga Rani looked back, but the limp youth who helped them had disappeared from there. restlessly gazing around the four corners hoping to still find the shadow of the young man in his heart felt he had lost something.
But he was disappointed that the person he was looking for had already left from there. The three medicinal grains above his palm felt moist by his flowing tears. all this time I don't know how many young men were interested in him, but the limp other than having twice treated their wounds, his attitude was so cold and bland.
''Ken., why did you just leave. did I., um, we., we don't deserve to be friends with you.?'' the cry of Orange Rani echoed in the air.there was no answer except the whistle of a sad rhythmic song that was getting farther away until it finally disappeared from hearing.