YUWARAJA
The Princess of the Land of Fire

His heart was soft, his body was weak as if he had lost a lot of blood and his legs did not know the direction. He continued to stand straight with my eyes bowed in shame. That was the situation that described his current feelings. Surrounded by the advancing enemy slashing heads without hesitation, the screams of his Soldiers carried fear, anger, and guilt.

As the leader, he was still a novice so as to see the death toll in numbers that had never been thought of before, He could only pretend to be firm, even though his heart had collapsed from the start.

The war that has been going on for one week is quite profitable for his troops, given the geographical location of the war that slowly began to enter the Askara Kingdom area, but who would have thought, who would have thought, Nataprawira soldiers can still survive despite being in the arid area that is not profitable it. Since the start of the war, Askara's forces have always had the upper hand, but for whatever reason, things have now started to turn around, it seems.

How can it be like this?

The current situation really confused him. He decided to ask someone who was always beside him, "Well, why does the enemy look stronger than before?"

"It looks like they're wearing equipment that can withstand the heat, Princess." From the spoils of armor belonging to the dead Nataprawira troops, they found that the armor was the cause. The blue color resembles the clear sky during the day and the cold is icy which makes it really unique when compared to ordinary armor.

"It's just worth it." As he grasped the armor, he could be sure why the enemy troops could still hold out in this arid area. Not only cold, but this armor is able to absorb the hot air around.

"Report, Princess! The Nataprawira warriors have already broken through our main defensive fort." A soldier who came in haste immediately gave his report with a pale face.

Why is it so fast?

"Daughter, we'd better retreat for now. Me and the Soldiers will hold the enemy for as long as possible" said the man named Ika anxiously.

"How can I run while my men are still fighting risking their lives. I'm not gonna do anything that whimsical."

"It is precisely because of that, when you are caught by the enemy. Defeat will be ours. Please understand!" After hearing what this little friend of his said, he understood how important the hundred princesses he had were.

"Alright, but remember, I don't allow you to die in a place like this."

"Confirm, Commander!" Simultaneously everyone who was there gave a Military-style salute with passion and respect.

***

Please be faster!

The princess mamacu his horse with maximum speed, hoping to get as soon as possible to the tent where the King is to ask for help to save his troops.

If only if he could bring a motorized vehicle here, such as cars and others, surely the journey would be faster. Unfortunately, in order to prevent Nataprawira from using war vehicles that could harm the Kingdom, the King ordered to lead them to this place, where motorized vehicles could not operate. Both land, and air due to the barrier installed by Askara.

The cries of passion, the screams of pain, and the lamentations of despair mixed together to make it the melody of the message of death. Actually the war occurred in three places at once and this place is the front line where the main forces are led directly by the successor to the throne of each State. It sounds careless to let the future successor to the throne be at the forefront, but there are actually several reasons behind the decision. One of them is to lure the King out of his hiding place.

The Princess kept her horse racing away at spears, arrows, and flying bullets aiming for fresh blood and flesh.

Fire magic with a sizeable scale one by one began to appear to hit Nataprawira's troops. Of course the Nataprawira troops did not stay still, immediately hundreds of Soldiers lined up to make a fortress with a shield as a pedestal. They are not as good as Askara troops in using magic, but the equipment and weapons they make are able to quote the shortcomings.

The sound of gunshots and sword slashes rang out in almost every corner. Not to forget the verbal war involving harsh words, mocking each other to provoke emotions, hoping the enemy loses his mind and acts like a hungry wolf.

The Princess kept running with her horse, splitting the starting battlefield uncontrollably. Some bullets and arrows were aimed at him, but he quickly burned them all. Several Nataprwira Soldiers also attempted to stop him, but Ika and his troops were able to withstand their attacks. With the Ika and Askara forces holding everyone back from being able to pursue him. Finally, he arrived in front of a suspension bridge, he chose this route because it was the fastest way to get to the King's place.

He began to descend from his horse, having tied his horse to one of the trees there, he began to set foot on a narrow bridge and looked like he was about to collapse with just one touch. When the wind hit, several footings made of wood began to detach one by one. The bridge that can only be passed by one person in one way is made of pure wood without a mixture of other materials. He knew that this bridge had gone unused in the past few decades, but still he did not expect it to be this severe.

The Princess ventured and began to set foot back on the old bridge. As he looked down, only a bottomless dark color greeted him. His head began to feel dizzy due to the suspension bridge that began to sway due to the wind, but he continued to step, strengthening his determination in the face of the fear of heights. Not yet halfway through, he undoed his intentions and immediately ran towards the direction where his horse was. He felt danger approaching, his instinct as a Witch told him.

The Princess kept running until she finally decided to jump to get to the other side of the road and sure enough, the decision she made was very appropriate. Along with the moment the Princess jumped, there was the sound of the beating of a cannon that burned and grounded the suspension bridge.

How did they get here?

Three black-clothed assassins began to appear before him. The three people who had not much different posture looked so dangerous. One man carrying a gun, one man carrying a sword, and the last man unarmed, inexplicably he looks more dangerous than the other two.

"Are you assassins sent by Nataprawira?"

He feels foolish to ask a question whose answer is clearly visible, but instinctively, Man tends to ask questions about things he does not know.

A person carrying a sword walked a few steps towards him, without the slightest warning and warning, as if he had been well trained, the typical movements of an assassin, so fast and acute. Like a bullet that cannot be captured by the eye, the man threw a dagger fixed on the vital organ of Man, the Head. Feeling that his life was threatened, the Princess immediately held the dagger using one of her arms that released fire, before she could injure him, the dagger was charred in flames, disappearing into nothing.

So fast, who exactly are they?

Some assassin organizations may have powerful people in them, but still, is Nataprwaira too kind to hire a high-level assassin just for a Princess like her.

"The daughter of Askara turned out to be quite strong as rumored," said the person who threw the dagger earlier.

"We'll see if the rumors are true." The Princess took out several fireballs from her palm that attacked the three assassins. Beyond the suspicion that he was avoiding his attack, they instead received the attack without moving a single bit. As the fireball was about to touch their skin, instantly the person who was holding the sword started to slash the fireballs casually. The fireball that had surrounded them from all sides, now vanished leaving nothing behind.

The man carrying the sword began to run towards the Princess at a speed beyond Human reason. The man swung his sword a few times without giving any gap to the fleeing Princess. The Princess continued to dodge her attack, but no matter what she was, there were still one to two slashes hitting her. He could only dodge and defend without being able to counterattack even once. In life and death situations, the Puti began to show seriousness. With her index finger bleeding, the Princess attacked just by touching the enemy's body using the blood from her index finger. After several times dodging, the Princess was finally able to stay away from this opponent.

"Finally!" muttered the Princess while biting her finger earlier. This strange behavior caused the three people to start to look alert.

"Ware, quickly take off your clothes!" yelled at someone unarmed.

Unfortunately, it's too late. For the first time, the Princess made an attack, she ran and performed several punches and kicks that most of them could have been avoided by the person carrying the sword.

The princess returned several fireballs towards her enemy, but once again the man managed to destroy the fireballs. When the last fireball was slashed by the mush, it was then that the Princess came out from behind the fireball and managed to touch the body of the person using her injured index finger. For a moment the person carrying the sword looked puzzled. All these attacks were just for this. It's ridiculous, he thought. But something unexpected happened, the body of the person carrying the sword started to emit smoke. Slowly but surely, fire began to spread from all over her body with the Princess' blood attached as its center.

"You, shit!" The one who carried the sword shouted hatefully.

Before the Princess and the person carrying the sword could respond. The one who had been silent just now was in front of the Princess. The person places his fist on his stomach, arms, and chest quite firmly. For some reason the Princess was unable to dodge her attack, she started spewing blood and grimacing in pain. The person again attacked relying on fists and kicks that this time can be avoided by the Princess.

Suddenly the person who attacked the Princess stopped, as did everyone who was there. They were in unison to the sky and how surprised they were when they found dozens of fireballs with a size ten times that of the Princess' attack was aimed at him.

The sound of cannon banging again sounded which caused the situation there to get more chaotic.Pealing holes on the ground began to be seen with a blazing fire decorating it, the side of Hell World. The cannonballs continued to rain down on them with a very powerful explosive force, until finally the four of them crashed into a ravine that was said to be unfounded.

***

"Daughter! Princesses! Are you asleep?" asked a waiter anxiously.

"Ah .. no. I just closed my eyes" he replied.

"What's up until you interrupt my break?" ask the Princess.

"Force the Servant, we will soon depart for the kingdom of Gandana. Hope you get ready soon!" the servant replied, bowing before him.

"I almost forgot, All right. You can go now!"

The servant immediately rushed over after hearing the order from his daughter. Adelia recalled this heart-slicing memory. Every time he fell asleep, he always remembered his encounter with Candra on that cursed battlefield, at the bottom of their deepest abyss together, for almost three weeks.