True Martial Arts
Those Eyes!

One more thing that was forgotten, Kala did not know how to light a fire here. Normally, the flint would help him to light a fire. But, there were no flint here, and he was still not used to pecking at the fire with a twig or an ordinary stone.

It was impossible if he had to pick up a fire stone in his hut. In addition to the distance, Kala also believes the flint has been buried far under the rubble.

When sitting down. No fire for the night, at the feet of the Loro Twins, is as good as a dead look. Sometimes Kala looked at the long keris belonging to the grandfather, if seen through this is the most beautiful weapon he has ever seen, and his aura is frightening and authoritative when it is only a weapon.

He pulled the keris out of its sheath, thinking. A silly idea came to his mind. He thought that this keris could produce fire because it was made of metal, although he had never tried metal materials to fix.

In addition, Kala was also in a strong inner pressure, his hut was destroyed and he seemed to lose everything. It could be said that currently Kala was half crazy.

There is a possibility of a fire burning, but only a small possibility. Not wanting to waste any more time, Kala stood up and carried the long keris to the pile of twigs.

Keris is plugged into the ground, then small twigs are swiped into the eyes of the keris, giving rise to an unusually crazy squeaking sound.

The fire did not appear, not even smoke appeared. However, metal keris—just swiped part—heat. Kala did not give up. He added energy, and even continued to improve again. The squeaking sound grew louder and more disturbing, some birds were heard cheering then flying away from the nest. However, the loud noise was fruitless, the fire was not burning, there were no sparks.

But not the name if you give up easily. It adds more power while adding more squeals!

Naw!

Naw!

Naw!

NGIT!!!

The squeaking sound reached its peak. The old man who fainted inside the dome opened his eyes.

"It's like I've heard this voice somewhere else." He rolled his eyeballs. "Where am I?!"

When he opened his eyes, all he saw was a little dark because his position was facing the dome ceiling which was quite dark.

He thought that this was a form of death or he woke up in the grave—clearly this one is so terrible!

However, as his eyes combed down the foot-place where the dome door was located, he realized that this was still on earth! In fact, he still sees the grass and fresh air, especially the pain in the back is more convincing.

Because of panic mixed with pleasure, the old man immediately stood up from his sleep!

Of course the roof of the dome was not high, even Kala could only squat in it. How could this tall grandfather be able to stand up perfectly without being banged up?

His head hit the dome ceiling strongly, very fast and also the sound of the impact beat the sound of a squeak. Instead of grimacing in pain, this grandfather did not stop his pace! The name is also a strong swordsman, the roof of a dome like this can not prevent it.

It continued to hit the sky until it broke, its head poking out on the roof of the dome. With a surprised face.

Kala stopped his activities, took the time to look around and see the actions of the grandfather. Actually Kala was very surprised, because suddenly there was a grandfather-peck's head on the dome roof, the look of wonder from him also looked very annoying. Of course the dome was built as easily as turning the palm of the hand, without the need to look for materials everywhere!

"It's been enough madness for today."

As if he did not care, he continued his activities. There have been many strange events today, his brain seemed to be unable to work properly.

The grandfather frowned looking at the cold demeanor of Kala. Although in fact, Kala did not act cold—he was just confused. He was confused and didn't know what to do. Be that as it continues its activities.

Truly, Kala is a polite child, he cannot be cold with grandfathers who he does not know whether is evil or not in character. The shrill voice again sounded strong after Kala continued work.

The sound waves entered the grandfather's ear and slashed through the eardrum. Grandfather's ears were still not deaf, and he did not want to go deaf quickly because of this!

"Stop first" he said, Kala stopped the deadly friction and looked at the grandfather in a daze.

Kala plunged deeper into the keris to the ground because confused what to do. Moreover, he ignored the cluck, how could he explain this to the cluck? It's rude, very disrespectful.

However, in addition, Kala felt happy that the grandfather had regained consciousness. "Eh! Grandpa's conscious?"

Grandpa turned the question around. "You who? Where am I?"

When he felt no need to ask the question again, he turned to the statement. "Grandfather, I just found my grandfather near my residence after a strange big explosion. My residence was destroyed by the explosion, while Grandpa was unconscious and needed a warm place. I made up my mind and held Grandpa in search of a warm place. And this is where I built the makeshift tent, Grandpa destroyed it."

The grandfather looked at Kala suspiciously, and then suddenly his body trembled violently. His mouth opened, his hands pointed at Kala, his eyes wrinkled like he could not believe what he was seeing.

"Matau ... THOSE EYES!"