Alma's Journey Looking for a Mother

Mis Tegel 20: Short Paralysis

*Dark Egg Mystery (Tegel's Wife)*

 

“Strike!” shouted the four stick teachers simultaneously ordering his students.

“Seraaang!” shouted the stick disciples crowded while advancing to attack together.

Alma Fatara only laughed at the assault of the twenty-nine swordsmen. A totally underestimating attitude.

“You are if you want to die!” cucum Mili shouted as he leaped high up into the air with all ten fingers clamping down on the eight marbles.

Set set set …! Blar blar blar …!

No half-hearted resistance given by the Queen of Crabs aka the Princess of Red Wind. The red veiled woman slid her eight marbles to eight different points.

Eight land explosions occurred in a row before the raid reached Alma Fatara. Instantly also a dozen swordsmen clenched and immediately faced pain in his wound. Cucum Mili deliberately did not target directly to the opponent's body in order to avoid direct death. Even if someone dies, they are not lucky.

While Tampang Garang works like a machine doing repetitive archery in a fast rhythm.

Set set set …!

“Akk! Akk! Akk ..!” the screams of the swordsmen who were hit by the arrow Tampang Garang.

As many as ten arrows that were As Rare as they had, there was not a single one that could not be rations. Easy this time acting compassionately, all the arrows he aimed at the thighs and calves of the opponent, did not target the vital organs that could kill.

“Beautiful girls, seraaang!” shouted Anjengan who led the four women colleagues.

The five women suddenly appeared from behind and attacked the remaining enemy group of eight people.

Buk up!

Anjengan was immediately greeted with a thump of white sticks. However, Anjengan seemed immune and did not show pain let alone hurt, making his opponent snort.

“I'm giggling you!” yelled Anjengan wrathfully then darted quickly into the arms of his opponent. Lucky Anjengan opponent is also a woman who can freely he giggles with his armpits glued.

Buk buk buk!

Stuttering Ayu play remotely, but not online. He sent the Steel Coral Fist beating his opponent.

While the Sweet Spear plays its fish spear which is smaller than the opposing stick. However, if it was still one-on-one, the Sweet Spear could still excel. Moreover, the weapon has sharp and pointed parts so that it is superior in injuring opponents.

Meanwhile, Occult Eyebrows were raging. He read the opponent's baton until wounded, meaning his baton wounded. Although his condition was not fit from the wound, but the Invisibility Eyebrow showed his totality as a new member of the Two Tooth Goddess Queen.

Different from Moon Flower. He was screaming a lot.

“Awas from behind! Don't let go, Anjengan! Strike his legs, sweetie! Keep reading, Eyebrow!” yell Moon Goats without going down to fight. He was busy and busy himself.

As for the more warriors, taken care of by Cucum Mili who easily paralyzed them.

The four stick masters could only be flabbergasted to see their students being beaten to the ground in the shortest amount of time, though not made to die.

Alma Fatara suddenly flashed away from the diner.

“Cursue!” exclaimed Ki Rusuh then quickly flashed running in the air chasing Alma Fatara.

The other three stick masters quickly followed Ki Rusuh's actions. They no longer care about the scattered disciples, because the inheritance they seek is in Alma Fatara.

Residents who had focused their attention on the fight in front of the tavern, immediately scattered away when Alma Fatara came to pass them.

Two-three times the repulsion on the ground rubbed, the body of Alma Fatara who flew like a dragonfly over the swamp, finally arrived on the floor of the arena stage that was still wet by rainwater.

“Bring the girl until their affair is all done!” alma Fatara orders the Black Mbah snake waiting with its hostage in the middle of the stage.

“Good, Gusti Ratu,” said Mbah Black obediently. He then crept away quickly.

The four stick masters came landing also on the arena stage floor. They immediately locked up the position of Alma Fatara. His fourth gaze was so sharp to Alma, because he was eager to seize the Black Ball and was also tense because he did not know the extent of the young woman's magic.

If Alma was as young as that Alma was already a Demon Queen, it was likely that her power could not be measured. Such is the assessment of the four stick teachers. Therefore, it is natural that they are tense against Alma Fatara who appears simple with her wet blackness.

The Duke of Dodo Ladoyo, who was still harboring anger, chose to watch the fight from the empty stands. There he sat escorted by Commander Gegap Rawu and several soldiers. He had ordered Agung Rupo to meet the demands of Alma Fatara for the safety of the life of Kinai, his daughter who was held hostage by Mbah Hitam.

“Who wants to bet on my winnings?!” alma Fatara shouted to the general public all of a sudden.

The citizens of the Capital City became surprised to hear Alma's call and they looked at each other, as if asking for the opinion of his fellow judges.

“I'm Alma Fatara, Queen of Fish Demon! I am the Queen of the Two Tooth Goddess, will fight against the four elders of the staff master. Who bets for my winnings, you will win!” yell Alma again.

“I bet a bag of kepeng for the victory of the Fish Demon Queen which is very beautiful and powerful!” the official's son shouted to his friends.

“Aaah, impossible. The woman stinks. Reasonably, the teachers are more knowledgeable and higher in power!” refute his partner who is also well dressed. “I bet two kepeng bags for teachers!”

“I'm also for the teachers!” the other word.

“For sure, for the victory of the stick masters!”

“Guestors!”

“Teacher-teacher sure wins!”

“You sure you keep betting for that snot girl, Geranda?” ask another bettor to the son of a duchy official named Geranda.

“Yes, I'm sure. If all choose the four stick teachers, instead bet his name!” geranda said, remain confident to choose a bet for Alma's victory.

Apparently, not only those who decide to place bets for high-level battles that will occur, on the other hand the citizens who have a gambling soul also place bets against their colleagues.

“Hahaha!” the laughter of Alma Fatara saw the enthusiasm of the audience whose soul was high, even though those who bet for his victory were only two to three people, more were betting for the victory of the teachers.

“The beautiful queen is toothless! Hahaha!” shouted a spectator while pointing at Alma Fatara.

“Hahahak ..!” Exploding laughter of the audience saw the fact that the beautiful woman who claimed the queen was toothless front over her.

Alma Fatara was increasingly laughing following the laughter of the audience, as if equally funny.

Alma Fatara then turned to the stick teachers who had not had time to talk seriously.

“Did the four of you want the Black Ball?” ask Alma.

“True!” answer them compactly.

“Hahaha! If you manage to snatch the Black Ball, it would be suicidal. Where is it possible to have Black Ball divided?” said Alma Fatara who made the four old men only speechless, maintaining his attitude.

Alma Fatara then turned to the Wretched Stick Beggar.

“Kek, did you fight me to seize the Black Ball or avenge the death of the Bolong Batok Pangemis?” ask Alma.

“Of course I intend to avenge the death of my best friend!” replied the Wretched Stick Beggar for the sake of keeping his prestige.

“If so, step aside first, let me make these three greedy teachers shut up!” alma Fatara.

The old Wretched Stick Beggar's eyes heard Alma's advice.

“No no no! I also want Black Ball!” erratious Stick Beggar.

“Hahahak!” alma's laughter heard the words. “Means you don't have to take revenge on the occasion today. The point is the four of you are greedy old people.”

“Haaah! Don't brag much, Son of Urination!” shouts Dempak Debar annoyed.

“Quiet, Cake. Let me be arrogant for a moment. Since you are after the Black Ball, then I am kind enough not to make you ashamed of the heirloom. I'll show you my worthiness to have the Black Ball. I will paralyze the four of you with my own magic without the help of Black Ball,” said Alma. Then the screams were loud, “Prepare, Grandpa-Grandpa!” (BH)