
The fight is still going on, but the winner can already be seen. Dursana was hit several times by a kick in his chest, his breathing was dashed.
Sudarta and Supala were not much better, the stone-hard purple shawl struck with their faces and bellies. Fresh blood adorned the corners of the lips of the two, they were already unable to continue the fight.
Sudarta and Supala chose to step aside from the battlefield, and arranged the remnants of his inner strength to alleviate the pain they received.
While Dursana who still keeps a little energy in, began to gather strength. He forced Nadi Sumsuma to work hard, draining the remnants of his energy.
He drew his sword, until the great sword turned a dark color. While the young girl did not stay still, she poured all her inner energy into her shawl. The purple scarf became as hard as steel.
"Freedom of the Mountain Destroyer", Dursana swung her greatsword towards the girl. This was his gamble, as it was the last attack with the strongest moves he had.
"The Iron Breaking Shawl of the Raga", the girl jumped while shouting. He greeted the slash of Dursana's sword with his flagship scarf.
The two of them swung their weapons at full power. Dhuummm..the sound like a deafening bang, accompanied by wind and dust, so that both are faintly visible.
Three breaths later, Dursana seemed to fall, the sword in her hand breaking into pieces. Fresh blood came out not only from his mouth, his nose and ears were bleeding.
The girl also had minor internal injuries, her internal organs were seriously injured, the purple scarf was visible torn at the end. His mouth also spits blood.
Seeing this, Palarasa immediately approached the girl, and gave her temporary help. He channeled the pranic energy through the hands that were placed on the girl's back.
"Sit down, I will drain the energy of life to you" Palarasa said.
Then the girl sat down cross-legged and closed her eyes. Both hands were placed on his knees.
"Energy in what this is, it feels completely different to what it usually is", the inner girl. A while later, the girl's body was already better, she could already use her inner power back.
Wardhani felt that the energy made a smooth circulation of inner energy centered on the manipura chakra.
It did not feel like the sun had sunk in the western horizon. While the plot of Lowo Ireng has not seen the trunk of his nose. They escape, as Palarasa treats the girl.
"Thank you, Kisanak, for helping me" said the girl. Then the girl introduced herself. "My name is Dyah Wardhani, I come from the kingdom by the wind" he said.
"If you may know, who is Kisanak, and why do you want to get snow grass?", asked Wardhani.
"I am a wanderer from across the ocean, my name is Palasara. I want it for my brother's medicinal ingredients" Palasara replied humbly.
In his native place, he was the greatest physician. He mastered the techniques of medicine not only from herbal ingredients, but united them with pranic energy. So that he is often sought, not only to treat his patients, but also to increase strength and awaken the life energy of a swordsman.
Palarasa eventually traveled far, wandering and topo ngrame to avoid those who wanted power instantly.
Then Wardhani asked about the energy that had entered his body. Palarasa explained, that it is not deep power, which requires the owner to be careful in channeling.
It was prana, the life energy that anyone could receive, without even having to see the inner power match it possessed.
Palarasa also explained that he may have considerable pranic energy, but because it is not supported by his ability to exercise the body and internal energy, so Palarasa can not channel in large quantities.
"Come with me, I'll ask my father to let you pick up some snow grass" Wardhani said. They did not realize there was a pair of eyes, which were watching his whereabouts.
Then Palarasa and Wardhani continued the journey to the top of Dieng on foot. It took 2 nights to get there, with a foot. Wardhani cannot run fast, because his inner power has not recovered properly.
They walked slowly by the night. The longer the road goes uphill. They stopped for a moment, to rest. Palarasa chose to sit down to restore the energy that had been channeled to Wardhani.
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Meanwhile, a pair of eyes that had been lurking ever since, came out of hiding and immediately ran jumping on the branches of trees. His movements were agile, and like being trained for silent motion.
His goal is Padepokan Bethari Durga, with his speed now, he will get there tomorrow morning. He continued to leap through the forest, without turning so that he would soon arrive.
The next morning, he arrived at the gate of Bethari Durga. As he walked in, he was confronted by two gatekeepers.
"Wait, who are you.... ? Dare to enter our territory. The man did not answer, he walked inside and suddenly heard the sound of "ssriingg".
It was not seen what happened, but clearly the heads of the two gatekeepers had already fallen to the ground. Some of the guards around him immediately stood up and surrounded the man.
"I just want to come in, and meet Durganandhini, don't get in my way" the man said. "Badly, how dare to call our chief name carelessly" said one of the guards.
"Seraaaangg".", one of the guards gave the order to the other. The man looked silent, unmoved. He took out a thin sword that still had blood stains.
A moment before swinging the thin sword, he still had time to lick the blood that had not dried. Then he lowered his head to avoid the spear thrust from behind him, while grabbing his sword.
Srriing.. sriyinggg. twice slashed at the front, then his body swerving right dodging his opponent's sword. While swerving right, his sword he slashed towards the guard's stomach.
Then the man jumped over the two guards who were still standing. "Aaaaahhh.." screams of pain were heard along with the break of the guards' legs that were hit by his sabetage.
While the guard of another one immediately fell down without a sound, while holding onto the decomposed intestine, due to the slash of the sword. His life floated before he could scream.
The commotion that morning, was heard by an elder who just happened to come. Seeing the doormen sprawled, the elder immediately ran inside.
He saw two guards still standing, peeing in fear. "Walang Ijo, can't you come well?" said the elder of the padhepokan named Hanudhara.
Hanudhara was the inevitable man of Durgandhini, he was in his 70s. Although he was old, but his stocky body and bushy mustache, made him feel like 40 years old.
Walang Ijo did not answer that question, instead licking the blood-stained sword expressionlessly.
"Where is Durgandhini?", asked Lowo Ijo. "I have important information that I have to convey" he continued.
Hanudhara then escorted Lowo Ijo, to a nicest building there. Arriving at the door, Hanudhara was about to knock on the door, suddenly ....
"Bruuaak.." door with butterfly design was broken, kicked Lowo Ijo. Two young men who were naked, startled not to stumble, hurriedly picked up the cloth and ran out.
Then a beautiful-faced woman, out using only a hook (long cloth as a traditional dress for women).
She was Nyai Durganandhini, she should have been 90 years old, but because of the ritual of intercourse she performed every full night with the young man who was still a virgin, she still looked like a 20-year-old girl.
"Grandmother Peyot, if you want to want the treasure of the Kingdom of Blooming, then this time is the right time" Walang Ijo said without further ado.
Only Walang Ijo dared to call Durgandhini that. This is because, Walang Ijo once saved the life of Durgandhini and also gave him a ritual book called the Book of Hardhatanta.
The Book of Hardatantra teaches ways to increase strength by indulging in lust. Harda means lust and Tantra means the teaching of bodily relations.
Durganandhini became one of the most feared black characters by his contemporaries. Not only because of his strength, but also because of his heresy.
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