The Fire Dragon Sword
The Ajian Melting Sukma Curse
Sabrang looks agile moving in the dark of night followed by Wardhana behind him. The science of lightening his body muffled every pound of his step. They jump from one roof to another like they are floating in the air.
"Prince..." Wardhana gave a sign to stop at a building whose guard is a little tight from other buildings.
"It looks like this building's holding room". Wardhana said half a whisper.
Sabrang nodded then tried to look inside the building from the crack of the roof where he was squatting.
Seen some rooms are blocked by iron and 6 soldiers guards. Wardhana is seen counting the soldiers standing guard outside.
"Ahhhkkkk" Sabrang suddenly held his head that hurt. His breath was severed and his eyeballs half turned blood red.
"Prince, you're fine". Wardhana looks worried to see Sabrang's eyes reddened.
Sabrang did not answer Wardhana's question, he then sat her on the roof and closed his eyes to meditate.
"What kind of fire dragon are you doing?" Sabrang frowned in annoyance at the Fire Dragon.
"It's not me who did it, boy, you know my powers are locked away by the 4-element seal". The fire dragon said slowly.
Sabrang draws his inner energy using the summoning chakra and drains it all over his body to suppress something that is trying to get out of his body.
Slowly the pain in Sabrang's head disappeared and his eyes returned to normal. Sabrang opened his eyes slowly and saw Wardhana staring anxiously at him.
"You okay, Prince?".
"Ah I'm fine uncle, sorry my head suddenly hurts". Sabrang again tried to see the situation inside the detention room.
"If it wasn't the fire dragon who did it then what happened to my body just now?". Sabrang muttered in his heart.
Before long several guard soldiers were seen stepping towards the holding room. Wardhana signaled Sabrang to prepare.
"Ah looks like it's time for a change of guard" One of the guard soldiers spoke to his friend. He stepped out of the holding room followed by some of his friends in the back.
"Now" Wardhana jumps in through the roof gap followed by Sabrang behind him.
Sabrang stepped quickly towards the door and glued his palm. A few moments later the door was covered in thick ice.
Wardhana looked at each room slowly and her gaze stopped on a man who was sitting speechless.
"Sir" Wardhana spoke softly.
He was surprised to see someone he knew in front of him.
"Mr Wardhana? how can you be here".
"The story is long sir, we need to get out of here as soon as possible before they realize it". Wardhana whispered while looking for the key in the room.
"There's someone inside, the door's locked from the inside". A soldier shouted from outside.
Sabrang approached Wardhana and asked her to take a few steps back.
"It was not possible" Sabrang held the iron that blocked the room where Kertapati was.
"Sir, please step back a little". Wardhana signaled to Kertapati to stay away from Sabrang.
The one who did not understand the situation just nodded then took a few steps back while looking at the dazed Wardhana.
Suddenly Sabrang's body covered in red fire made Kertapati look at him unblinkingly. Before long the iron barrier was crushed into ashes by burning red fire.
"What strength does this young swordsman use".
"Let's go uncle". Sabrang darted to the roof followed by Wardhana who carried Kertapati on her back.
They darted quickly and jumped back from one roof to another. Some Sukasari soldiers ran after them.
Sabrang's steps came to a halt when two warriors standing on the roof confronted him.
"Uncle please step back a little" Sabrang stared intently at the two warriors before him.
"It looks like the black Devil remains the black devil, he reneged on his promise" Wardhana smiled sinisterly.
"It seems not so uncle, the two warriors before us are middle-level warriors. He just wanted to make a reasonable impression in the Sukasari attack". A short while after Sabrang spoke his body disappeared from sight making the two black Demon warriors startled.
They jumped back but suddenly they felt a chill coming from behind. When they turned their heads, Sabrang's palms had already touched their bodies.
"The eternal ice god's gust". Instantly the bodies of the two warriors were confined in ice chunks making them unable to move.
Wardhana and Kertapati looked at the greatness of Sabrang's style. The two medium-sized warriors from the black Devils had not even had the chance to put up a fight.
"Let's get our uncle quick before they catch up to us". Sabrang back up followed by Wardhana behind him.
"Who is the young swordsman, sir?". Kertapati asked while looking at Sabrang who was nimbly jumping from one roof to another.
"He was Prince Malwageni, son of His Majesty the King".
The look on Kertapati's face changed immediately after hearing Wardhana's words. A small baby who was nine months old has now become a peerless swordsman in the martial world.
A whistling sign from outside the walls of the Duchy stopped Sabrang's steps. He turned his head towards the trees and found Restu waving his hand.
They darted and disappeared in the silence of the night amid dozens of Sukasari soldiers who ran for their whereabouts.
***
"What do you need in my territory?" An old woman stared intently at Kumbara in front of her.
"Sumbi we should talk for a minute". Kumbara is seen holding back his anger received a unfriendly welcome from Sumbi.
"The child's life will not be long, the black snake venom gnawing on his body every day. Only your Ajian melted breadfruit can save his life". Kumbara pointed to Mentari who was sitting a bit away from him.
Kumbara did ask him to stay away from Sumbi as long as he spoke. The strange temperament of Sumbi is feared to endanger the life of Mentari.
"Then what's the deal with me? wanting that kid dead or dying is none of my business". Sumbi is still sitting quietly in a tree not far from the cave where he lives while chewing betel leaves.
Kumbara shook his head slowly, it was not difficult for him to kill the woman in front of him with several moves. If it wasn't for wanting to treat Mentari, maybe Sumbi would have been killed earlier.
"It's none of your business but if the boy doesn't survive then many warriors will die instantly including you".
Sumbi scrunched his forehead, he looked at Mentari who was sitting on the rock. His body was slightly thin due to the poison effect of the black Snake. How could Kumbara say that many warriors would be killed if he were killed.
"What do you mean?" Sumbi stared hard at Kumbara.
"You certainly still clearly remember sixteen years ago when the fire dragon rose. We need dozens of sect elders both black and white flow to be able to compensate for Suliwa back then. Now the boy's male friend is the owner of the new Fire Dragon and he is even tens of times stronger than the previous Suliva.
As he was hit by the poisonous footprint of the Green Bat the fire Dragon tried to rise to the advantage of the young man's anger after seeing the miss hit by the poisonous tread. You witnessed how terrifying it was when the demon inside the sword rose.
Suliva back then had only mastered the timeless Flame style but that young man had mastered Earth Energy, I cannot imagine a Devil as strong as what would rise if this miss did not survive".
Sumbi was silent for a moment hearing Kumbara's words. He was very surprised to hear there was a young man who could master Earth Energy which even until now the book was considered only a martial world myth.
Sumbi recalled the time when the only student died while studying the melting of his tribe.
"Go before I do anything rude to you. With or without Ajian melted the soup he still will not be safe".
Kumbara suddenly released a pitch-black aura that made Sumbi fall on his knees not strong to receive pressure on his body.
"His wisdom's been getting higher since the last time I met him". Sumbi's breath looked irregular and cold sweat drenched his body. If Sumbi had not exerted all his inner strength to withstand the pressure of the Kumbara aura he might have been unconscious by now.
"You know I can kill you right now". Kumbara stared intently at Sumbi who was still kneeling with a pale face.
"Sugar melting dish is more accurately referred to as a curse than the Science of Canuragan". Sumbi spoke softly while adjusting his breath, his inner power was already almost exhausted from holding back the pressure of the Kumbara aura.
"What do you mean by a curse?" Kumbara slowly pulled back its aura.