The Eternal War Kasarewang
Formskitter Attacks (5)

Harsa plays the word burner that Adi just bought for her and Aster. The small beams made of resin-like materials and wooden rods honestly looked beautiful when noticed. The size of the beam was small, only one to one centimeter wide. Although beautiful, how to wear it is not as easy as Harsa thought. Previously, he thought he only needed to stamp the paper, without the need for good fine motor skills. However, it turned out, to form those letters with physis was much more difficult than he thought. Even though the word burner was in the form of a stamp, his writing was still ugly.

“Ugh.” Grumpy Harsa. He put the word burner on the end of the table. “Let's go deh.”

He refocused on the Magic Creature textbook he had just read by half. Harsa prioritizes the textbook History of the Royal Family Kasarewang. Really, after finishing that one book, Harsa felt the title of the book was very deviated. The content of the book is not only about the Kasarewang royal family, but also about the rules and laws that apply in the City of Drestha. Starting from the rules must not produce litter, the minimum salary in the City of Drestha, up to the taxes and limits of the King's power, that is, in fact, almost unlimited. To complete one book History of the Kasarewang Royal Family, Harsa spent three whole months. Then, he tried to catch up with her in terms of the Magic Creature textbook. Harsa spent three whole weeks studying the book of the Mashewang Magic. He was very panicked because it was only a week away to the test, and Harsa had only reached half the Magic Creature book.

The time had already shown at eleven in the evening, and Harsa's room was still brightly lit. The door of his room was knocked twice, before Erik's head emerged from behind Harsa's bedroom door.

“You haven't slept?” erik asked with a worried tone. “Ordinary kayak school supplies, loh.”

“Iyaa, Pa. Tomorrow please wake up yes, if I do not wake up.” Pinta Harsa limp.

“You why, more tasks and repetitions?”

“Next week is already a test, Pa. Standardization test Kasarewang.” Harsa continued to confide. “I've only half read the book Magic Creature. Gimana, here. Very confused.”

“How to install it?” ask Erik.

“Iya..”

“If it is not hunted, you do not need to force follow.”

“I've already signed up.” Harsa. Then he told me everything that happened when he applied for the exam with Aster and Adi.

“Once, yes.” Erik.

“If that's the case, I even more want to take the exam pa. I want to prove to them that humans and half-humans can also get that citizenship stamp.”

“I don't want to ban you, anyway. If you want, yes fight, but keep your health, yes.” Erik said before closing the door to Harsa's room. “Papa sleep first. Night.”

“Night, Pa.”

After his father left, Harsa again concentrated on reading the book Magic.

“Many of the formskitters are magic beasts and master magic, but there is a difference between magic beasts and formskitter.” Harsa said aloud in Kasarewang language, to practice his pronunciation. “The difference lies in the instincts of magic creatures and formskitter. Magical creatures tend to fear and avoid Kasarewang, but fomskitters are very aggressive towards Kasarewang. Magical beasts and formskitters both have a core, but, in the formskitter core, there is a spell that makes the formskitter can change its shape.”

When I was delicately studying, I had Harsa's feathers standing. His hands immediately broke out in cold sweat when his aura sensed something evil walking towards his house. From her aura, Harsa can feel the formskitters that have formed roaming around the house there.

Incidentally once, again discussed immediately appeared. Think Harsa.

Her entire room space turned into a grassy valley when Harsa set foot on the Spirit World Bank. As usual, the gravity of the earth seemed to increase tenfold, but Harsa was already getting used to the pressure. He can stand with a little physis flowing all over his body.

A hundred meters ahead, he could see hordes of wasps flying over him. Although he had started to feel confident, cold sweat started to pour out his forehead. It seemed, after all, Harsa would not get used to fighting with formskitters.

He jumped forward. Harsa collected the physis in her throat and changed it from the fire element. Fire gushed out from Harsa's mouth like a dragon. The red flames burned hundreds of bees and wasps at once. However, the number of wasps did not decrease. There were always new wasps that seemed to be formed from empty air. The wasps attacked with their stings. Harsa strengthened her physis until the sting of the wasp did not touch her skin. Harsa repeatedly burned the wasps, but his efforts were in vain.

If this keeps up, I'll be exhausted from opening Kai before I can defeat this formskitter. Where's point??!! Ask Harsa in a panic.

With great difficulty, Harsa blazed flames from all over his body as wide as possible, burning so many of the wasps. The remains of the wasp gathered into one giant wasp. His sting was sticking out like a hard sword of iron. Harsa knew, he would not be able to withstand the attack from the huge sting because his physis was also very dense.

He had many times avoided that giant stinger prick before finally being able to bring out his white fire sword. With her white sword, Harsa was able to withstand the wasp's sting attack. Despite that, Harsa continued to be pushed backwards. He has difficulty returning because both his body and mind are tired. Usually, he's sleeping at this hour.

Harper kept jumping backwards. He repeatedly shouted for his brain to think of finding a way to kill the formskitter, but there was no response.

Wh why? Where's point? The little wasps are not nucleated. Or...is the core spread over every small wasp, then when fused they become a large core?

That was when, finally, Harsa found him. Far behind him, on one of the teak trees in the valley, he saw a beehive emitting a strange aura. Needless to say, he was ninety-nine percent sure that the beehive was the point.

Harsa knew he was gambling, but without thinking again Harsa threw her white sword into the beehive, while avoiding the sting of the giant wasp in front of him. Once more. The wasp again attacked Harsa with his sting. The wasp's sting tip was an inch away from Harsa's chest when Harsa's white sword of fire struck and burned the hive.

Suddenly, the giant wasp stopped, then its body turned to ashes and flew away carried by the wind. Harsa breathes a sigh of relief. He dropped his body onto the grassy ground, physically and mentally exhausted.

“Almost just.” His inner.

Harsa was taking a good rest when one crow flew among the night stars. He didn't think much about the crow, until it flew at high speed towards Harsa, and then something really felt wrong.

The bird grew bigger and his figure turned into a man he did not know. Even more terrifying, the man suddenly emitted the aura of a formskitter. He fell right on top of Harsa. Half-awake, the man's hand completes Harsa's mouth and nose. He laughs like a madman.

“Hahahahahah!! Also you!!!”

Harsa's eyes glared. He thrashed to escape from the formskitter. His efforts were in vain as his body grew increasingly limp, and his consciousness ended up being lost.