The Zetta Sonic
Broken Pillars

Alex was already running when the animal ambushed where he stood. His sound of his stomping on the ground told the weight of the animal. There was an unfriendly growl that was carried by the wind. However, the rapidly spreading cold showed he was not an animal like the one in the textbooks. Alex ran and ran.

His body broke through the tall grass. Sometimes the grass was even taller than him. The dew trapped inside splashed onto Alex's face. Fresh and cold. The end of the grass pierced gently. The soil is also soft and tends to be slippery now. The sound of rubbing between the clothes and grass felt crisp. It is very different from what is behind it.

The animal is still chasing. Alex dared not look back. The animal moved swiftly. His voice broke through the grass no less soft with Alex's. It reminds Alex of a cat that can move agilely. Again, the cat does not spout ice.

Alex had just seen a bluish beam whizzing nearby. The light accompanied by the cold wave hit the grass beside him. Soon the grass froze like the end of a tree in winter. Ah, no. More like ice drops on the edge of a window. Clear ice with sharp edges. The tall clump is now standing upright unmoved.

Actually breaking through the tall grass without knowing what is in there is also not a wise thing. But, to Alex at the moment, he was more afraid that the animal had ambushed him from behind rather than getting lost in the grass.

Unawareness, Alex fell when his feet found a puddle of water. Lucky because his hand landed first. Alex managed to protect his face. He hurriedly turned around, preparing to see his pursuer.

The animal has a body like a wolf. His four legs were slender with the palm also slender. There was a sharp claw tip there that was ready to tear the opponent apart. His body was covered in bluish-white fur while there was thicker fur on his chest. This part is light blue. The color of his body hair gradually darkened when heading towards the tail. His eyes were pitch-black like a starless sky.

Alright. Alex must admit that he was stunned before he felt threatened. Alex hurriedly rolled over. Again the animal ambushed the land where it was. Of course it makes the opponent upset. His head turned to the child. Without moving, the tail came. The tail was pulling on Alex.

Alex managed to avoid the vital point. The attack tore the woven fabric of the Kloster tribe and scratched his right hand until it bled. Not wanting to attack further, Alex stood up. He caught a piece of wood on the ground. Just as the animal is back on the attack, Alex takes it. He hit the hard pieces of the branch on the opponent. His limb was broken and the animal was thrown quite far away.

“Sorry,” says Alex, spontaneous. That's not Alex's wish. He wasn't sure if it was his strength or if there was another power within him helping. The point is, it's not his wish.

Without waiting for the animal to wake up, Alex ran away from everything. He had to find a way back to the village. As far as his eyes could see, he only saw the same thing. High clumps and trees that are no less tall. Alex feels smaller every time he goes deeper into the woods.

Alex knew he hadn't run too far. Maybe it was a few dozen meters from his position. However, he felt tired. Real tired. His heart is beating fast. Too tight, maybe, until Alex thinks his heart can jump out. His sight was blurry and soon all darkened.

When I wake up, my fatigue becomes more. There's no place to lean in there. Alex allowed himself to bend forward as his eyes scanned around. It seemed, he had also not been asleep for long. His condition was not much different from the one before. The sunlight is still the same, timid. The silence was the same, too, clinging. In addition, he saw small animals. There are no bees. Good omen.

Alex checked himself. Still intact despite a little dizziness and blisters on the hands. Himself was silent for a moment. Bad memories tormented her whenever she was silent. He remembered how Naray stopped moving in his hand. That look in the eye, the sound of even the smell, felt so close. Today, Alex is even in the village where Naray came from. What if Tesiana wants revenge for what she did to Naray? What if it's all just a charade? What if it turns out that he was indeed sent to the forest to be left for dead?

“What do I do?” alex whispered to himself.

He's not with his team. He ruined Jason with his own hands. She's alone. No friends, no family, no cell phones, no technology. Only clothes were on him. Without him noticing, his hands were trembling. Alex hugged his knees, his lips twitched, his cheeks wet. He allowed himself to feel those emotions even for just a moment.

“What have I done?” again, his voice was unclear.

He was thousands of kilometers away from home without anyone knowing. He was only there without even a clear hope. He hopes the Kloster tribe will help him figure out the secret behind the Zetta Sonic. He actually hoped for more. He hoped that Tesiana would have an answer for him that Dragon Blood had begun to master.

Yet.

However, it's all unclear. No one can be sure that Gavin is on his side let alone Tesiana. There's no certainty Kloster will help him. In fact, perhaps, there was no hope for him to escape from that power.

Alex clutched his own arm. “No,” whispered. “I don't want to end up here. Notwithstanding. No...”

I don't know how long Alex has been in that condition. Mournfully. Lonesome. The silence held her back until Alex realized there was something inside. Alex raised his head. He slowly spread his eyes.

The situation feels different. He was now aware of a thin fog around him. The air feels cooler. The wind felt stronger. Even so, his senses were sharpening. Behind the grass and trees, his eyes caught a high gray shadow not far from his position. A sculpture.

Alex rubbed his face and got up. Encouraged by curiosity, he began to step closer to the shadow. Getting closer, Alex could see his form more clearly. It was not a statue, more like a piece from a pillar. It was so wide that Alex couldn't hold it. There are carvings on each side accompanied by a line and a wajik motif. Everything looks random but Alex believes there is a pattern behind it.

Alex turned around, observing how there was a line connecting all of his parts, both writing and wajik. His eyes scanned the line and found the source quickly. The source is a circle surrounded by another circle. His height was fitting with his eyes at this moment. Something told him not to touch her. Honey, his hands are faster.