
The strike of the sword slash right on the back of the winged jinn king whispered the jinn spell of the Taraya tribe. They raised the spirits of tree spirits beside the river valley to help the king.
"Marra..!" the chieftain yelled at the wand on the ground.
"Taraya.." The welcome and whispers of the breeze disturb the earlobe like a bolt of sand flakes.
The king's body, which was stronger than before, held back the incision of the wound that was pouring out by flapping giant wings that stretched wide to throw things around. He paid no attention to the king's attack and continued the search for the daughter of Arska. While the trees and branches that can move themselves in the form of various types of jinn it attacks the teak army without stopping.
"GROAN..!"
Prince Tranggala from behind tested the steps of King Permadi. He was ready to throw poisoned water and a black well to knock out the pair of powerful wings. When the king landed on the edge of the cliff and was about to descend the ravine, the prince immediately doused him from behind. The King's body suddenly became paralyzed and difficult to move.
"Arghh, arghh.." his little voice was trying to control the body.
Down there, a daughter of the heir to the supernatural survived a steep ravine that had already slammed into her body. A glowing white ball was going around above his head. Quickly, the ball of light entered into the forehead of the princess of Arska. A few minutes later the Princess took a long and steady breath together opening both eyeballs staring around. Dark, wet, cold and all over the body so sore and sore.
"Daughter! Princess Arska.." faint sounds echoed out of thin air as a result of sound waves from empty space in the forest did not have eyes.
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The Taraya chieftain took swift action by spreading red Peony powder over the king's wounds. He chanted Taraya's spell and smiled grinning. And after this, he planned to make the king as a robot or engine to drive all the wishes of the Taraya tribe. A powerful medicine that can directly make the king back flapping wings and plunging into the abyss. A green lamba scarf surrounded by firefly light signals the princess almost nearby. King Permadi grabbed the cloth and looked for the princess. He lay weakly on a giant rock covered in green moss. The steps of the king hugged the princess' body and saw her face so pale and dying. There is something strange when a genie who is still alive in the third layer of the earth even if it falls above the height of hitting a stone will definitely experience bleeding. Not with princess Arska who looked her head and body was fine.
"Daughter." said king Permadi hugged tightly.
The king took out a necklace of stars that coiled around the princess' neck. He opened the last grain of healing light and placed it over the lips of the daughter of Arska. Eagerly wanting her to douse the pink ranum, a very rare day for her was a day of chaos in her heart that was so afraid of losing the figure of the woman she adored.
"Not for today, now the most important thing is that you get up!" the muttered king rubbed the princess's face and lifted her up the hills.
From the top of the war two hot camps immediately stopped when he saw the king of the kingdom of Yaksa was carrying the princess of Arska. Similarly, the king of teak jajar approached the existence of the king.
...Is it after the help of king Permadi then able to stop the war for good?...