
Han walked into an old building. He doesn't know where it is. He was just following Isaac's lead. Han himself was astonished, not usually Isaac lost a fight. Isaac's soul was no ordinary soul either. Isaac was equipped with the power of his own for the size of a ghost.
Isaac asked Han to wait outside the building. One short story from Isaac, Han got. "Jiwa Beno is still vengeful. For Irish and Melilah he was slain by the Demon King." From there, Han knew that Isaac had been breaking the chain of communion between man and Diavolo. By failing their show.
"Seriously? Virgin victim?" Han asked with his mouth open. Han did not expect that he would encounter such a thing in this city.
"Alahhh, in your place there may also be. But not much has been found out." Han was shaking his lips while thinking. Perhaps, what Isaac said was true.
Han instantly sniffed the strong demon scent the moment it entered the place. The more it went inside, the more the demonic aura was felt. Han tightened his jaw as he reached the innermost room of the building.
"Don....." Han ran towards Irish who was lying just like that on the floor. There was a sense of happiness in Han's chest when he saw Irish was fine. In the next instant, Han threw himself to the side with Irish in his arms as one black beam attacked Han. The attack led to an explosion that left a basin on the floor.
Han was alert to the surroundings. The man had already opened his inner eyes since earlier. Thinking that the demons he was facing were not like the demons he was used to fighting. The atmosphere of silence returned, Han quickly touched Irish forehead with his index finger. Slowly the girl opened her eyes.
"You awake? Thank goodness." Han said full of expression of relief. Irish frowned finding Han's face in front of her. The girl was thinking who this man was. Why does this man feel familiar in Irish eyes.
Irish was just about to say something, as Han quickly lifted Irish body to jump with her. Avoiding a return attack. Irish reflex draped her hand to Han's neck, as the man carried her to a higher place. A pile of sacks that somehow contained what. It felt hard as Han stepped on it.
"You...how did you get here? Not that you're in....Thailand?" irish asked after Han dropped the girl off. While the man immediately crouched down, sweeping his gaze across the place.
"You remember me?" han asked with a mocking face. Irish almost kicked Han's body, if only she could not remember, the man who had saved her.
"No! I don't remember you!" Irish turned her face away, folding her hands. Piqued. How could he forget the face of the man who had stolen his first kiss. Plus the handsome face of Han, who would forget.
"Don't you forget about me?" Goda Han's. The man was standing next to Irish. Staring at the annoyed face of Isaac's sister, who Han thought was just more beautiful than the last time she marked Irish.
"You think?!" Irish asked back with her irritated face. Han laughed at the expression on Irish's face.
"No, I can't forget you. The beautiful girl I marked. You'll be mine."
"That's a big pede! Just tell me you did it at my brother's request, right?" todong Irish is still in ferocious fashion.
Han laughed until his laughter stopped when the attack came back. The corner of Han's eyes finally caught the existence of the annoying creature that had disturbed his reunion with the Irish.
"Ck, just interrupt. Wait right here. Don't go anywhere. Where are those sandals?"
The sandals? Irish squinted at Han asking for sandals.
"Sandal." Reply Han started to focus himself on seeing his opponent. Irish patted her forehead, when she realized who Han meant.
"Meli mean?"
"Ahhh that's him. Your brother told you to bring those slippers home. Wait here!" Han jumped down. Heading towards the center of the room where one tall black figure appeared there.
"Did you miss me?" (You miss me)
Blam, one blow Han gave, made the creature roar in pain. The figure with the body filled with gaping burns was staring angrily at Han. He lost a delicious meal for her. But the creature's wide mouth suddenly roared happily. Seeing Han standing in front of him. If Irish has unlimited soul purity. Han has a huge amount of spiritual energy. It would be a good meal for him with the amazing effect he would get.
Han jumped back as the creature charged forward to attack. The long hand of the thing was trying to catch Han. Han repeatedly twitched. Verily the man was looking for this weak spot of the devil before him.
The back of the neck would normally be targeted by Han, but this creature was without a neck. So his head directly connected to the body. "Ni how he made it. There is no neck." The grumpy Han who was back stood beside the Irish. The girl approached Han, touching the young man's arm. Han reflex turned his head, looking at Irish eyes that turned blue.
"Their ashes." The girl said softly.
Blaaarrrr
The explosion accompanied by Meli's screams made the two men aware of where they were. "Wait here. I'll pick you up." Han jumped down. The man saw the slippers, uh Meli who was stuck in the corner of the room, too risky to save himself.
"Come dong! You are a ghost!" Han called out silly while then repelling that demonic figure. A moment Meli gawked at the look of Han. Wahh, Isaac alone has made him stupefied. Here's who else, who can make him yell, then sneak in the gutter.
"Woi..sandal! Even daydreaming!" han's shout made Meli completely aware. Until the soul dissipates and appears beside the Irish.
"What's wrong?" asked Irish as soon as she saw Meli appear with her upset face.
"No! Who the hell is he?" Meli asked riled. Only one person used to call him a slipper.
The two looked towards the front, where Han repeatedly attacked and repeatedly dodged. The creature attacked Han blindly. Angry because the food can be free because of Han.
"Slow!" Irish shouted from where he stood.
"Fight on!" Challenge Han lightly. Irish grunts annoyed. He had no weapon to stab the creature in the head. Until Han jumped while throwing a sword at Irish who swiftly caught him.
"You wanna fight?" tanya Meli did not believe.
"Why not? Why not?" The pretty face of Irish turned scary as she answered Meli's question. "Yes.yes..have a ghost sister. Sometimes the aura turns into a ghost too." Meli Gumam. Seeing the Irish shoulder to shoulder with Han attacking the huge figure.
Irish leaps high with Han holding out her hand, Irish welcoming her and Han throwing Irish body up. "Craaasshhh" the creature howled in pain, as the Irish sword cut off the demon's incarnate hand.
"Again!" Irish jumped towards Han who had just been hit by that figure. Han grimaced holding his chest. Even so he stood up quickly. Irish needs his support. Irish and Han jumped together. Both of them floated high with a focus on the creature's head. As Irish began to lose her thrust, Han grabbed onto Irish's hand then used her spiritual energy to bring Irish up. High above the creature. "Now!"
Han launched his punch. The Irish were drifting down while plunging the tip of Han's sword right into the creature's crown.
"Let go!" Han pulled the body of Irish who was still pressing down on Han's sword to stab deeper. The expression on Irish's face wanted to resist but Han had already taken Irish away. The two landed at a place some distance away from the creature, which slowly melted away, shrinking into a mouthful of black liquid that was bursting out. Leaving one badly wounded soul. Dying for the second time.
Han stepped closer towards Beno. "Let go of your revenge. It wasn't them that caused you to die, but it was your choice." Beno's soul was languid. Yeah, that was his choice. Allying with Diavolo was his decision. Beno raised his face, staring full of plea at Han. "Free me up." Lirih Beno's.
Han smiled, Han's hand raised, touching Beno's head. Han and Isaac are endowed with the power to purify souls, free lost souls and show the way home to those who do not know the way back.
"Thank you and sorry." Said Ben staring straight at the Irish and the slippers, eh Meli. Before Beno's soul could become white dots of light that began to drift up into the night sky, his freedom was also possible. After the spell of liberation Beno's soul is finished.
"Huft, it's over!" Meli fell to the floor, limp. Apparently Meli's soul was absorbed by Beno almost half of it. The silent atmosphere instantly greeted as Han and Irish looked at each other. Han slowly closed his inner eyes. Do not want the ugly face of an invisible figure to disturb the view.
"I miss you.I miss you!" Shouted Han suddenly. The young man ran towards Irish and hugged the girl's body. Irish and Meli gawked at Han's attitude. They thought that with Han's handsome and mature face, it would make the man behave as gentle as a grown man. Actually no, age still plays an important role here.
"Don't judge a book by its cover." Irish said to Meli who immediately nodded in agreement. Both of them were wrong about Han.
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