
Old wounds are never healed quickly. The story enlivens one heart to one upholstery that he has always been faithful to. It's just that nothing can fix the time without the clarity and sincerity that he feels.
Thorn barrier, sharp yet alive along with the army of jinn envoys. The princess sets the heart that the king of Permadi has for her. They had decided to tell the King about the princess's abduction. The gate opened wide, the troops of black jinn horses entered the palace courtyard. There was the prince of Tranggala, puffing his chest forward staring intently by dropping his sword.
“I am the crown prince Black soot came to bring peace asking for the crucial news about the princess of Arska” said prince Tranggala descending from his horse approaching the warlord.
The commander pointed the sword towards the prince's neck, glaring furiously in view of his treatment last day. Kidnapping of heirloom belong to Jati Jajar kingdom. Seeing the movement of the commander, the prince's troops ready to attack the commander. The commander's hand raised upwards warning them.
“Hold your attacks, this is my business !” prince of Tranggala.
“Go” whispered the warlord.
“O commander, shouldn't you protect the kingdom in times of crisis like this? I came carefully only to find out the news of the daughter of Arska” Prince Tranggala stared.
“Commander, we cannot fight them or die in vain at the hands of traitors. Just follow his will and immediately force go” escort escort the princess whispered while thrusting a dagger into the hand of the bodyguard.
With a heavy heart, the commander allowed him to enter the palace. Only Prince Tranggala is allowed to enter and see the princess enough from the door of the oversize room.
“I will find a professional doctor's daughter jin to handle her illness” said Prince Tranggala moving walk in.
“One time your small steps towards the princess then I will cut your legs into several parts” said King Permadi threw the prince out of the palace.
Standing in the middle of the palace courtyard, he looked at the black lake troops while enduring the pain in his palm that did not stop bleeding.
“If you don't want me to finish then leave this kingdom!” firmly the King flew over the sky.
Behind the white clouds, hordes of hundreds of animals flew around King Permadi. Prince Tranggala and his troops immediately left the palace. Previously, the genie figure of his followers threw a giant spear into one of the animals hit the beak so that it fell floating in the air. The fatal mistake of one of the princes enraged the winged animals angrily attacking the black lake troops and the prince of Tranggala.
“Arghhh..”
Shredding, attacking, killing until the killer dies emitting the smell of blood that has killed the entourage of winged animals.
“King! Didn't I come out of Jati Jajar palace, why did your flock keep chasing us?” ask prince Tranggala.
“They will not stop following before your troops who kill them give themselves up to be torn to death and die” said King Permadi.
All causes and effects, all that happens will never be real if it is connected with the folds of time far away.