The Another Soul
Ch. 18

'*Ilka, let's play snow!'

'Vira, it's too cold outside. Let's just go in.'

'But I want to play!'

That girl, Vira she puffed her cheeks upset.

Ilka, he could only sigh resignedly.

'Okay, we play. But just for a minute. Soon there's a blizzard, you don't want to get cold, do you?'

'JEAY....!'

Vira who heard Ilka's approval shouted happily. The girl just picked up a handful of snow, after feeling dense, Vira threw it towards Ilka with vigor.

Ilka who saw him immediately dodged, but after dodging there was a snowball that led to him again.

BUKKEN...

The snow hit Ilka's face.

'Ahahahaha.... Feel that!'

She removed the snow from her face. His face showed an annoyed expression.

'OK, I'll reply.'

Ilka took out a handful full of snow, then she threw it towards Vira.

Vira, he's dodging. Then he also took a handful of snow, he threw back at Ilka.

'Ohhh... You're asking for a snow war! I accept your challenge!'

Ilka quickly picked up a handful of snow. He prepares with a snowball attack from Vira.

'Receive this!'

Vira throws a snowball and Ilka ignores it using her arm. After that Ilka threw a handful of snow in her hand towards Vira.

So next. They were playing with the sound of laughter in the quiet forest.

The trees were covered in snow, and they were playing in snow. There was a small but warm wooden house.

'Jeez, you guys play like kids.'

The sound of someone making Ilka want to throw the snowball stopped in mid-air.

Not wasting a chance, Vira throws a snowball at Ilka. Ilka dodged too late and the snowball again hit her face.

'Ahahahahah.... So don't distract!'

Ilka cleaned her face from the snow. He looked at the annoyed look of a small child around the age of 12-14 years. She has brown hair and her intimidating dark gray eyes. The color of his pale skin seemed to contrast with the snow around him.

'Levi, don't suddenly surprise me.'

That boy, Levi he just smiled faintly.

'Sorry*.'

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"Over a long time Rakka."

Fahrez, he was currently sitting on a pile of bat corpses. He sat down quietly like he was sitting on a chair.

"The gate is open soon. What's he been doing all this time?"

Fahrez grumbled in annoyance. The problem is that he is bored right now. He had waited long enough, all the enemies he had defeated. And he really doesn't like being told to wait.

"He said 'don't underestimate me' but he didn't show up."

Fahrez looked up, looking up at the sky. He saw stars that were either bright or dim. The quiet atmosphere of the night made Fahrez think of something.

"If I hadn't done it, what would've happened to me?"

BRAKK...

The sound of falling goods made Fahrez put on standby position. He stood up from his seat, and he knew who was coming.

"Rakka, haven't you been too long?"

"Fahrez! Hurry up and help me!"

Fahrez was perplexed by Rakka's panicked tone. But he came by jumping off that pile of corpses.

He saw Rakka put a black-haired person gently on the snow.

Fahrez, who noticed it, ran straight to Rakka. She saw Rakka unpacking the bag next to her.

"Fahrez, please make protectors."

Fahrez nodded.

"Earth magic [Wall]."

Three walls of earth appeared and covered the three of them, not to forget Fahrez made the roof so it could dispel the cold air. After that Fahrez gave rise to a rectangular-shaped ground for Sergio.

Rakka just lifted Sergio on top of that. He put Sergio down gently, after he finished, he re-unpacked the large bag he had brought before.

"What happens when I'm not around?"

"Many things, oh can you make a fire."

Without saying much, Fahrez raised a fire in his palm. Then he made a pole-shaped ground on all four sides of the mattress while Sergio.

Fahrez threw fire at each pole. The end within the shield was brightened by Fahrez's fire.

Now Fahrez can see clearly what happened to Sergio.

"That guy!"

Fahrez clenched his hands. He was angry at what he saw.

Sergio, he's still shivering in the cold. His lips began to turn pale blue, his body was as cold as ice. His breathing was tight, irregular. Not to mention the dried up blood marks, and bruises and bruises in some places.

Rakka opened Sergio's jacket and afterwards Rakka bandaged Sergio's wound with a bandage.  Earlier he cleaned Sergio's body with warm water that he had brought from Sergio's house.

"Hm? You seem to know this is going to happen."

While cleaning Sergio's blood, Rakka replied. "Before this warm water to brew tea."

"Tea?"

Rakka nodded. "Yes, who knows if you'll get thirsty."

"...."

Fahrez doesn't know what to respond to.

"By the way can you explain what's left"

"Uhukkp... Uhuuk!!"

"Fahrez! Hold body!"

According to Fahrez, Rakka took an object inside her jacket. He took out an injection with a bright green liquid inside.

Rakka injected him in Sergio's neck. After receiving the injection, Sergio's breathing returned to normal. His body temperature returned to normal.

Rakka, who was feeling calm, began to clean up some of Sergio's injuries. After cleaning it he wrapped the wound with a bandage.

"Finally done."

Rakka said as she enveloped Sergio with a thick Blanket.

After it was finished, Fahrez made two chairs and a table made of soil. He also turned a pole made of earth, and made a torch.

"I need an explanation."

"How about tea."

"Agreed."

The two of them sat on a stone chair while sipping warm tea.

"What's going on?"

Fahrez asked Rakka who was currently sipping tea.

"Sergio, he awakened that soul force again."

Fahrez turned his attention towards Sergio. "How much?"

"Five."

"FIVE!"

Fahrez shouted loudly. Rakka who heard it could only sigh.

"Please don't scream. My ears hurt."

"How can! First time we met three, and now five!"

Rakka.

"What if he... She's...."

Fahrez couldn't continue his words.

"Just relax, Sergio has the star seal."

"Seals... The star?"

Rakka nodded. "So I met a girl. I don't know who she is, but it looks like she's trying to help Sergio."

"Is it possible that girl's name is Ankaa?"

Rakka shrugged her shoulders up, a sign she didn't know. "So, he said just ask Sergio."

"But we don't know when Sergio regains consciousness."

Fahrez looked at Sergio. Sergio is still unconscious. I don't know how long. Sergio had previously used three powers from the soul, and after using them he was unconscious for three days.

I don't know how long Sergio was unconscious.

"My estimate is five or six days Sergio will be conscious."

"Means when we enter the gate. Sergio just realized, did he?"

"Yes, we need Sergio to wake up. How did he make a deal with the gatekeeper."

"Hm... You're right."

Same when they went to earth. Everyone who wanted to enter the world of Egolas also had to make a pact with the gatekeeper, but this was specifically for the earthlings. For Rakka and Fahrez, who had already made an agreement there was no need to make it again. They can freely enter and exit between two worlds.

BOOMMM....!

The sound of explosions was heard from outside their shelter. Rakka and Fahrez looked at each other, as if they knew what they were thinking.

"The flight has appeared."

Rakka stood up, she cleaned their used tea glasses and entered them into a large bag.

"You, take Sergio."

Without many words, Fahrez walked towards Sergio. He carried her on his back. A thick blanket still enveloped Sergio's body.

"Here you go, let's go."

Rakka nodded. He walked out first, Fahrez behind. After coming out he stomped his feet against the ground and the wall of earth he made descended back into the ground.

When he finished, Fahrez looked ahead.

"I haven't seen him in a long time."

A huge gate the size of a ball field opened before them. Inside there is a strange view, where the sky is red and the clouds are dark purple. There was no sun there, only the moon with its silver rays. Not to mention plants that are bright blue like lights.

"Let's go in."

Fahrez nodded. He turned his head towards Sergio who was currently asleep.

"Sergio, get up quickly."

After saying it like that. Fahrez walked towards the gate, as did Rakka.

The three of them finally entered the gate. Leaving Sergio's world with Sergio who doesn't say goodbye to Earth.

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