The Arkana: The Demon Hunters
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"Bang-bang wis rahina .. bang-bang wis rahina. Srengengene pops up, appears sunar sumberurat ...."

Mayang woke up from his sleep when he heard the beautiful but biting song of Sinden. He opened his eyes, but was unable to move and could only stare at the darkness.

From his crown felt a gust of strong wind that burst in and twitched inside his head. In a split second, it feels like Mayang is very dizzy like experiencing vertigo.

"Na, please, Na."

That is what Mayang wants to say, but can only be said in the heart. People say the term is hopelessness. That's what Mayang is going through right now.

Almost a minute Mayang experienced a tingling. Slowly his eyes began to get used to the darkness in his room. Faintly he saw the silhouette of a woman dancing towards the door, near his feet. All over the girl's body was shivering.

In Mayang's heart continued to recite prayers in order to escape from the tiredness. The girl tried to rebel to move. He murmured to whoever was bothering him now, that no one but God and himself had the right to the power of his body. At that instant, Mayang was able to move and immediately sat down with a breath of breath. He got up and ran to light the lights.

Now the room has been shrouded by light, but Mayang can only be glued to look at Mirna who is standing on the floor. The graceful Javanese dance is performed while satinizing with an inhumane voice.

"Na, wake up, Na!" Mayang tried to resuscitate Mirna, because he knew that at this time the dancing and shunning was not his friend. "Relieve!"

He made every effort, but to no avail. In his mind there was only one name. Mayang immediately grabbed his phone and tried to contact Darmanta.

Mirna who danced with a blank look, now suddenly looked towards Mayang with a sharp gaze. Of course, being viewed like that makes Mayang afraid and trembling so that it slows down his typing. He walked past Mirna and grabbed the doorknob while unlocking.

However ....

When Mayang had opened the key, the door did not want to open as if it was still locked. He did not give up and still tried to open it. Merely, in the midst of his hard work, Mirna's voice suddenly stopped. Mayang also reflexes turned to see Mirna's condition. Who knows if the creature that possessed him has come out.

"Astagfirefull!" pekik Mayang was surprised.

When he turned his head, Mirna's face was already right in front of his face. Now the look of the huffed face changed grin. Mirna took two steps back, then went back to dancing and sneering while looking at Mayang with her creepy smile. The tempo of the kidung and the girl's movements were getting faster.

"Lingsir wengi tan kendhat bebaya memala, tan kinaya apa, bebendu papeteng tan kena atinira .. bang-bang wetan bang-bang wetan, burgurata ...."

Mayang fell limp. She cried from fear and worry for Mirna. His phone was bounced from the shock earlier and fell at the foot of Mirna who was dancing.

...****************...

"Manta ...."

"Manta."

"Damiganta!"

Manta awoke from his sleep with a breath of breath. He looked at the Bengisura sword displayed on the wall of his room. The sword called out its name.

The man sat on the edge of the cot, took a glass of water at a small table next to the bed and drank it. After that he set his breath until he got a calm rhythm.

Feeling her breathing tempo was back to normal, Manta stared at her phone. He took the phone and opened the lock.

His eyes squinted when he found one missed call from Mayang. His feelings were suddenly uneasy shrouded in worry. Manta immediately made a call back. It's just that, until the call ends, the girl doesn't pick it up.

'The person who called at two o'clock the mall was unnatural, right?' Think Manta.

He got up and walked towards the door. Manta picked up a bluish-black modern haori hanging on the door to wrap his white t-shirt. His upper suit is quite in tune with the black jogger pants he wears.

As soon as the man was about to open the door, Manta momentarily fell silent. He turned his head back and walked towards Bengisura which was displayed on the side wall of the room, then approached him.

He looked at the heirloom and took it. Manta carried Bengisura on his shoulders with a sideways rope on his chest. As soon as the preparation was enough, Manta walked out of the room and passed the private room of Mahari.

The handsome man looked towards the door that was wide open. Mahari was sitting there calling someone in there. Seeing Manta in a hurry, the middle-fronted gondrong man turned off the phone, then got up and approached Manta.

"The girl is in the dark now. He was scared" said Mahari again. "Let him use your light, Ta."

Manta just replied to Mahari's strange words with a smile, then left to continue his steps.

When it came out of Tantra, the aura of the handsome man was suddenly cold. No more smiles on his face.

As fast as the wind he drove towards where Mayang lived riding his motorcycle.

"Good luck, Boy," muttered Mahari.

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Manta arrived in front of the patrol post at Mayang. He looked at the mastermind's house with sharp eyes.

Unlike in the afternoon or early dark time ruled the earth. In the middle of the night the house sounded boisterous. Of course, no neighbors were disturbed, because the boisterous sound came from the feast of the demons.

The house was dark like any other house at night. However, in Manta's eyes, the mansion was very brightly decorated with a reddish glow.

Manta got off the bike and walked towards the house.

It took no effort to open the fence, because he was warmly welcomed by the puppeteer and his show.

"I know you want to learn, but I didn't expect that you'd be coming this fast, Arkana" Suratno said. "Don't ask me why I know who you are. Just like you have an instinct that leads to darkness. I also have an instinct that can detect light."

"Where is Mayang?" ask Manta without making small talk.

"The two girls will soon be my misses!" reply Suratno.

Even though the mastermind didn't play the play. His puppet still floated and moved by itself. Gamelan music became a accompaniment to the show, played by invisible traitors.

On the left side Suratno lined five pesinden. One of them made Manta's eyes twitch.

Looking at Manta's facial expression, Suratno laughed.

"Your boyfriend will soon be catching up with his friend!"

Manta looked down expressionlessly. Slowly his hand reached out to grab the handle of Bengisura that was on his shoulder.

"There is no point waiting for you demons to beg for mercy. Every one of you must be killed" muttered Manta.

Hearing Manta's words, the demonic puppet show stopped. The invisible creatures stared blankly at Manta.

"Well, whoa. Your words make them all offended, you know" Suratno said.

The evil spirits subordinate to the roiled masterminds also rose up and directly charged towards Manta.

"Kill all the darkness in this place, Bengisuro ...," said Manta.

The man pulled Bengisura out of his nest. The glare radiating from the sword illuminated the demonic puppet show belonging to the puppeteer Suratno. The red light was lost to the white light of Bengisura.

Suratno closed his eyes because of the light. As he opened his eyes slowly, his army vanished into a dense black puff of smoke and eroded the night wind.

Manta pointed his sword at Suratno. "Your fault killed my compassion. Forgive me for dead."