
By sunrise, the sound of birds chirping in the forest awakens the coral shaman. He was so dying to endure the pain after his body was thrown to the bottom of the abyss. Supposedly the genie was dead, his left abdomen was bleeding due to being pierced by a hard branch. Coral pressed against the wound in the abdomen and grimaced in pain, she tried to get up and grab the tree roots as a body support. With all his strength, he climbed a cliff trying to climb up the base of the road leading out of the forest. The face was paled, the legs shaking imposing a sturdy tread walk while occasionally spewing blood. Sampa today, the Karang shaman is still a fugitive in the two kingdoms.
“That's it!"Shouted one of the jati jajar warriors.
Pulling an arrow towards his right foot, the psychic was almost paralyzed instantly. He pulled the shirt of one of the passing jinn by riding a horse in the street.
“Please, please save me!” he had not yet reached the end of his clothes, the body of the psychic slammed onto the ground.
He was unconscious by hearing the sound of the footprints of a horse that had gone by. Cenayang was carried on a stretcher by the teak jajar soldiers. But while in the middle of the road, they were attacked by Suri's mother and warlords. In this situation, the number of jati jajar soldiers was very small, counted behind the Yaksa commanders lined with giant genie executioners who were ready to slash with axes on their shoulders.
“You choose life or death? Quickly hand over the psychic or in a matter of one second your head will be cut off!" Snapped Suri's mother while folding both her hands.
The five jin jin jati jajar warriors kept attacking taking up their weapons, until the genie executioner managed to decapitate all their heads. Sparks of Yaksa warrior blood that hit the Karang psychic body make supernatural magic that comes from the body of the psychic rises. The side part of the black shamanic science rose up issuing a billowing white smoke enveloping his body.
“What happened?” Ask Suri's mother to come closer.
With a flash the wound that was on the body of the psychic healed without a trace.
“Quick get him to the dungeon! He could have used his power to kill us!”
The Yaksa royal prison.
“Just ten minutes” whispered one of the executioners.
He opened the entrance to the cell where the Korang shamans are in brackets. The two shaman who looked at each other, sobs the psychic Han saw the feet and hands of the coral shaman in chains by a giant iron. His clothes are still covered in blood. Shady Han hugged the Coral, she clasped her hands and lowered her face.
“Come go with me! We can use supernatural powers with the robe I brought.”
“No, you have to save the moon that is closed at night so that the state of Kesuma wijaya is not destroyed and ravaged. He also needs a sun that is gone, in order to replace the night to day” said shady Han.
“Who do you mean?”
“Meet the genie crown princess who has big sharp eyes save the occult chakra, she is asleep. Moon in the evening.”
“Then for them to unite if both are in destiny right in different times?” Asked the psychic Han wrinkled his face.
Suddenly the figure of the genie executioner pushes Han's psychic body out of the Coral cell.
“Wait, Coral give me a hint or I'll die with you!” han shouted shaking the prison door.
“Go, my time is almost up!”