The Fantasia
Disarray

Rion approached a gulali salesman there, "Uncle, I want that." Her speech.

Azhar who was still speechless listened to the voice in her ears constantly.

"Hey.... Comeoverhere.... I want you... Oi... Come on..."

The mysterious voice continued to disturb Azhar's hearing. The crowd of people there is no longer heard, the Illusion produced makes Azhar unable to control herself.

BRAKKKK

"AZHARR!!!" Gama shouted from a distance, Azhar's gaze faded, her eyes heavy. It fell by itself there.

The people who saw him immediately approached and swarmed them.

One of the men there told him that he would help Gama to find a resting place.

Rion and Gama lift up Azhar's limp body. Then Gama carried him to their resting place.

"God, why did it happen like this. He's never fainted before." Gama complained small.

Rion panicked a little, 'My feelings are starting to not be good.' murmured inwardly he.

Gama laid Azhar's body on a padded pad. "If it's like this, we'll have to wait for him to wake up." Exclaims.

Rion sighed, "just fine, you youngest son." while twisting the eyeballs.

Meanwhile, in their hometown, Alen did not come home but there was no fishing, only Baron left.

"Are the kids at home okay?" Ask him alone, and his bait is grabbed by a big fish.

The baron hurriedly pulled his hook "Whoops!" with a little pressure and a strong pull, it was difficult to bring the fish up to land.

On the other hand, Azhar is improving and awakening in the near future. The voice in his mind did not appear either.

"Why?" He said while staring around in confusion.

Gama sat next to his body. "Calm down, I'm here."

"What happened to me, brother?" His eyes glanced here and there.

Strange room, somewhere. Since when was he here.' maybe it all came to his mind.

"You fainted in the crowd. What the hell happened to you?" Ask Gama who then stopped.

Azhar recalled the incident she experienced not long ago. "I heard a strange noise that came out of nowhere." Obviously he.

Gama was digesting the explanation from Azhar. "A mysterious voice that appears suddenly?" his arms folded while rubbing his chin.

The focus of Gama was shaken when one of them entered his resting room.

"How are you?" Asked the figure of the young man who glanced at Azhar.

Gama explains what happened to Azhar, "Maybe your sister was just hallucinating because the weather was pretty hot."

Azhar glanced at the astonishment. "Who is he?" ask him to Gama.

"His name is Arsa, we just met when you passed out. By the way he's the one who helped us find a resting place."

Azhar joh and then she got out of bed. He grabbed a window not far from there.

"We can really get to the kingdom, it's amazing." Azhar praised his wishes.

Shortly after a split second he said it. A huge explosion was heard in the nearby capital of Ardhania.

YOAAARRRRSSTT!!

The ground shook in five seconds. The vibes given away even left some buildings destroyed.

"What's this?" Gama hurried to look out.

Rion, who had not been in the room, opened the door in anxiety.

"Why?" Azhar was shocked to hear the door break.

Rion rushed over, his breathing unstable. "We'd better get out of here!" said with anxiety.

"What's going on out there?" Gama asked back.

There was no other choice but for Rion to drag them out without explaining the situation.

Rion manages to pull Azhar out of the rubble. Unfortunately Arsa and Gama are buried in the rubble of the building.

"Sister Gama!" Azhar shouted as she reached out her hand towards the ruins.

Suddenly, a blink of an eye. A black figure appeared with a gripping aura of darkness.

"You..has.... Yourselves...." Calls creatures covered in darkness.

Azhar could only gawk, speechless. Rion was about to reach his body. Because, Rion could sense the abnormal magic energy from the creature's body.

"remove... You're bothering me!"

 The black creature shifted its arms right into Rion's face. Then a bright purple-colored magic energy ball struck Rion.

DUAARRR!

"Sir Rion!" Azhar shouted, grimacing.

Rion was easily defeated, he was lying helplessly on the rocks of the road.

There was a commotion everywhere, even most people were displaced. They all don't know what's going on.

The royal knights also began to surround the rubble area, their goal was not to help the rubble-struck victims. Except killing the creature.

The royal knights of Ardhania are allowed to use magic in times of distress. That's rule.

"Everyone, attack!" The knight's orders.

They cast some pretty powerful magic. Azhar watched closely the twenty knights fight against the black creature.

"Hey, Azhar!" This faint, small-sounding voice was no stranger to him.

Azhar turned her head, her body pulled by Gama's arm. He's still alive, only slightly injured by scratches of debris.

"Gama let's hurry, we gotta go!" Arsa carries Rion's limp body.

They hurried to leave the area. Go further into the capital of Ardhania.

The royal knights also flocked to come participate in the fight. They were one by one uprooted by quite dashyat magic.

"Dry!" Arsa pulled the arm of Gama who was silent contemplating.

He was a little worried because of his decision to leave the house. But at a time like this, the priority is safety.

Arsa takes Gama to a canal bridge that surrounds the royal palace of Ardhania.

They walked in sneaking in the shadow under the bridge.

"Why are we here, Arsa?" Ask the confused Gama.

Arsa smiled slightly, "calm down. I'll take you to a safe place" he said.

Arsa's palm came into contact with the bridge wall. It was as if he was looking for something there.

Sure enough, Azhar's guess is correct. He pressed down on a stone which then opened the entrance to the underground.

"This is the basement, where I live." Clearly himself.

As they walked, Arsa knocked on the wall twice. Instantly the torch over there lit up.

"For a while we must remain silent here. Wait until the city is a little more settled."

They went through many stairs that led down. The air is cold because it is underground.

"What was that thing?" Azhar asked as she stepped down one after another.

Gama recalled in his mind, that strange creature with flaming eyes was not in any book.

"He is Aaron." Arsa.

Not long after the conversation began, they also arrived at the basement where Arsa lived.

The design of the classic room, Arsa seems like a craftsman or former royal knight, because the iron armor that was in front of them captivated the view.

"Aaron?" Azhar asked again.