True Martial Arts
Train Kaia

“Do not scare, quickly drive them away!” Kaia pulled out a sword and pointed it at Kala's neck.

“They don't bother us, don't make trouble with nature.” Kala wanted to step back but Kaia pressed her sword even more.

“Hm? Looks like you can't wait to practice.” Kala releases Keris Garuda Puspa.

Alang realized first what Kala wanted to do, he immediately flew to the tree branch to watch further.

Kaia took a few steps back. Of course he was not stupid after seeing the enormity of the keris, he had also seen how many lives were taken by the keris.

“A-do you want to kill me?” Kaia pointed at herself.

Kala grinned and then jumped in front of Kaia. He did not drain Prana to the keris at all, his intention was to train Kaia.

When he opened his first attack, his skills he suppressed were exhausted so that Kaia could easily fend off. Kala's attack pointed directly at Kaia's stomach from the right, Kaia deflecting it stiffly. Kala attacked again, now with a stabbing attack.

Trang!

The whirring of the sword accompanied as the exchange of attacks continued to occur. Although Kaia fought back with all her might, but she really could not read the gap from Kala.

“Move all the muscles in your body, not just the hand muscles.” Kala gave the order before returning to attack. “Play your body.”

Kaia frowned so focused on attacking, but Kala did not give any gaps at all. Slowly the emotions begin to take hold of her, Kaia's attacks progressively and unguided until Kala manages to kick Kaia's leg until she falls.

Kala was amazed. “When you're emotional, then you'll lose.”

Kaia looked at Kala's long keris eyes which were now stuck to her neck. Kala looked at Kala with a pleading gaze, he still thought that Kala would kill him.

“I will train you the hard way, forgive me.” Kala pressed a bit of his keris into Kaia's neck until the blood flowed slightly.

Kaia had closed her eyes hoping her death would not hurt too much, but she was shocked when Kala's keris left her neck. Now Kaia looked at Kala who was whistling at Alang.

“You didn't kill me?” Kaia felt a wedge on her neck.

“No, I only trained you. Let's go back to the road.” Kala said casually and resumed his path.

Kaia digested the situation before rising furiously, she dashed towards Kala then slashed her sword.

“Not got.” Kala stuck out her tongue.

Kaia shouted furiously, “Do you not know how to train?! You're making me hurt!”

“It's just a scratch.” Kala looked at Kaia with a sorrowful look, Kaia felt a memory of grief behind Kala until it made her shut her mouth.

“Will be more painful in the original battlefield. You will face a stronger enemy, you will experience a deep sadness until you can not live and can not die peacefully, I only give a replica for you.”

Kala went back on his way, Alang signaled to Kaia to just obey.

I'm sorry to involve you in my work, Kaia.

***

At night, Kala decided to rest on the side of the road. Kala built a campfire while Kaia peppered the chicken meat that Kala got earlier. Alang chose to cleanse his body with a beak, his form enlarged.

“Kala, what level of maturity do you want for your meat?” kaia asked after she finished piercing the meat.

“Tumben once you call my name.” He scratched his back head. “I want to be very mature.”

Kaia nodded, “Alang, do you want to burn your rations?”

“But, burned meat is healthier because the bacteria in it are burned out.” Kaia denied and burned all the meat in front of the bonfire.

Alang and Kala both shook their heads. He asked, and he answered.

There was nothing Kala could do, so the young man chose to review the protective suit Cassandra gave him.

This is a black suit. Knee-length trousers are black with a soft fabric texture. T-shirt tops are the same as clothes that are common in the land of Java, as soft as silk and as if it can be torn if there is wind. There is a long warm robe and also a batik cloth to tie around the waist.

“What is this called strong?” Kala was amazed because this dress was too soft.

Kaia was a little interested in what Kala was doing, several times she stole glances. Kala who felt astonished finally ventured to prove the strength of this clothing.

The young man took out Keris Garuda Puspa, if this keris managed to hole Cassandra's clothes, then the set of clothes is not safe to use. The kris was lifted up high and then plunged into the ground where the clothes were located.

Kala only heard the sound of the ground pierced by a blunt object. Even after Kala gave the prick, his hand shook violently, as did Kala's buzzing keris.

With her hands still shaking, Kala kept a keris and checked the shirt. Kala's eyes bought, Kaia even got up to stand up to see the condition of the shirt.

“Absolutely not broken!” exclaim Kala with buying eyes.

This soft shirt is not damaged at all with the attack of Keris Garuda Puspa, whereas Kala fills one jug of Prana to stab this shirt. Even very small scratches are invisible.

Kaia also frowned as well as Alang by wondering.

“Eak eak?”

“I also asked the same thing with Alang. I didn't see you buy that shirt,” Kaia said.

“I get this shirt from .. ah, the story is long.” Kala folded her clothes and told her crazy experiences that they might consider a joke.

***

Although Kala's long story includes a silly story and like full of lies, but Kaia and Alang still believe. Even Alang asked how beautiful Cassandra was.

“Cassandra, her beauty is ordinary.” Kala shook her head, either the less beautiful Cassandra or Kala who was not interested in women.

“Can you teach me that silat pencak?” Kaia asked with a different question.

“You have a good sword, it is better to choose a fight with a sword.” When giving a compelling opinion, pencak silat will make Kaia more aggressive.

Kaia nodded slowly then raised her burnt. Although raised together, but the level of maturity of chicken meat is different because Kala's property is placed in the middle of the fire.

The corner of Kala's lips was endlessly twitching as he received his flesh.

“This is really charred meat, I ask just a little more cooked, not charred!”

Kala meat is really like charcoal. Maybe this charred meat will be crunchy, but the taste can not be imagined.

If this is the case, it is the same as being burned by Alang. Kaia and Kala decided to burn at the campfire because the fire directly from Alang would instantly scorch the meat, but the meat belonging to Kala was just as charred.

Alang let out a chirp that seemed to be a laugh. As for Kaia, she felt innocent and a little angry that Kala had already charged her.

When he heeded his flesh, he did not eat at all. Kala chose to pay attention to Kaia's neck, there was still a pinch of scar this afternoon, it seemed like it was too deep.

“What still hurts your wounds?”

“You thought to yourself,” answered ketus.