
Given the bitter experiences of the past, although so far everything seems safe and smooth, Nirya certainly will not relax her vigilance for a second. The power of foreboding, this is Nirya's skill that is closely related to any terrain as well.
On the other hand, Wufabwe seemed very excited. "Look, guests! At the far end there is a cassowary, which is only in Dhuraga. The cassowary does look big, tiered and her body is hairy. But look, the wings are small. It's okay, even though he can't fly, the cassowary is able to run very fast with a pair of sturdy and strong legs. It's useful to dodge and defend yourself."
Inevitably Nirya turned her head in the designated direction and looked at the cassowary. It was true, he had only seen the bird for the first time in his life. It was such a unique experience, and Nirya didn't want to miss it for a second.
Wufabwe can't stop talking, "Well, the shoes are running, maybe he thinks we're hunters. Well, that's okay. Fortunately, we were not attacked when we were too close. I had a cassowary kick, my bones were broken. The pain just disappeared after over a month I treated the village shaman."
Usually, Nirya's ears always feel itchy every time they hear someone talking too much. But for some reason, the voice and speech style of the local guide who shrieked at the end of each sentence even made the girl feel as though intrigued and somewhat entertained. Cheerful and witty, maybe the accent of the Dhuraga people is what makes them seem friendly.
With the cassowary gone, Wufabwe was silent for a moment. The smile on his face changed into a serious expression. Seeing that, Nirya quietly sighed in relief. Indeed sudha should explore the dense forest done secretly and very carefully. But the Dhuraga man was actually very relaxed, as if this jungle was his own home page. After all, it is necessary to understand the task of guiding "tourists" may be the first time he did for a lifetime.
So, at times Wufabwe "chirps" again, "Well, look. On top of that tree is the prettiest animal in the world."
Although there was a desire to ignore the driver alone, a curiosity that was stronger than that prompted Nirya to turn her head in the designated direction.
Sure enough, a bird seemed to be perched at a height. The bird looked very graceful with red, yellow, green and blue feathers as if strung together perfectly like a wreath. The most unique thing about the bird is its long, dangling tail. The shape of the tail was like a colorful hair. So when the bird flies, it seems to be crossing the rainbow.
Wufabwe explained that earlier and continued to speak, "Oh yes, the bird's name is ciswa'arissi."
"Ci... paradise?" Arumy commented. "A Rishi from Jayandra who is very powerful named Arya Manikrama is said to have explored all of Antapada. In his notes, Arya mentioned about the bird that he named cendrawasih. It is true, according to him, the beauty of the bird of paradise is comparable to the peacock of Wushu." Wushu was the largest empire in the north of the Orien Continent, whose inhabitants were average yellow-skinned and narrow-eyed.
Nirya leaned towards Arumi. "Well, I can't believe you know much about Antapada."
Arumi approached and whispered to Nirya, "Well, I actually knew about the cassowary. I have to talk now so that Wufabwe will shut up. Look, it worked, didn't it?"
Nirya looked at the silent Wufabwe. But the jet-skinned man stopped stepping, alert with a spear in hand as he continued to rebuke.
Suddenly Wufabwe shouted, "Review! It's a cayari, not a ciswa'arissi! His body was bigger, and the look in his eyes could turn people to stone!"
Nirya gasp. Looking more carefully, the cayari turns out to be almost as big as the cassowary. Maybe the size of the body of the paradise is much smaller than that.
As if conscious of his "trap" being revealed, the Cayari flew from a height and swooped lightning-fast toward the people on the ground.
Nirya's eyes are glued towards the enemy, take a swing to dodge or counterattack with her twin chain kerambit. But at once, the center of his gaze was fixed on the black, big round eyes of the cayari.
In the next second, feeling close enough, Nirya was about to swing her weapon. But his body felt stiff, unable to move at all. Lothawat! Nirya was still able to feel the wind rustling of her enemy. His body turned out to be just stiff, not petrified. But it's a sign that the cayari must be a meat-eating bird, another second Nirya will be its prey.
In that instant, an arrow shot out, scraping the side of the bird's body. The giant celestial demon beast jumped in surprise and almost fell down. But quickly the big bird flapped its wings and flew away.
Wufabwe instead shouted, "Cayari blood can restore a petrified body!"
Arumi was shocked, dead step. Maybe he just found out about the very important information that can cure Nirya.
But there are more alert. Before the cayari was too far away due to slow flying when it soared, Dhaka threw his spear. The spear Komodorai pierced through the body of the cayari like satay, then stuck it in the trunk of a nearby tree. With swiftness and agility Sthira also climbed the tree.
Nirya who was stiff as if pecking in a place did not see some of the series of actions that occurred. The cold sweat. If his comrades did not succeed in killing the Cayari, Nirya would have to become a statue for the rest of her life. Or worse, immediately become prey to wild animals in this jungle.
Moments later, Sthira appears right in front of Nirya. Sthira raised her bloodied hand, then smeared the blood on Nirya's stiff body.
Sthira then gently held the hand while smiling and looking at Nirya. "Thank God, thanks to the local guide's instructions you've recovered."
The words and gentle gaze of Sthira were what made Nirya feel her body lighter, like floating in the clouds. Only now he realized, the serious side as the leader of the group Sthira showed to Arumi, but like all this time, all the tenderness, laughter and joy of Sthira only for Nirya one.
Nirya turned to Dhaka who nodded back at her.
It was even Wufabwe's voice that changed the mood. "Come, we have to keep going! Otherwise, the other characters will come here!"
All members of the group immediately rushed to follow the driver's footsteps.
Just running a few steps away, Nirya heard shrill noises from a distance. He stopped running for a moment and turned his head towards the source of the sound. What the driver feared came true. At least five cayari flew from a distance and a height, passing between the trunks of large trees with agility towards the Nirya troupe.
Not wanting to be made stiff again, Nirya quickly turned around and ran away again. He shouted, "A bunch of cayari are chasing us!"
All members of the group including the guide also had to stop running to ascertain the source of the sound. Nirya's warning suddenly made all the others take a thousand steps faster.
Wufabwe's tone began to change, panicking, "Wow, we can't just run! Cayari claws are as sharp as daggers, they can rip our bodies apart!" He deserves to be scared because he does not have a body protective prana.
But the guide's words actually made Sthira exclaim, "I have sense! If there is a wiggle swooping near us, we knock the energy in! Force them to soar, then shoot them!"
Because he did not see the "rescue action" done by his colleagues earlier, Nirya did not understand very well the meaning of Sthira's words. But still, at least Nirya can only believe that it is an idea that comes from the results of fast learning in the previous action.
Sure enough, the voices that followed later were the swooping cays. Nirya then felt the wind rustling violently against her back.
Betting begins. Without looking back, Nirya stomped and exuded her inner energy. The prana power of the wind radiated like it was about to shoot its thorns into the air. The cayari seemed surprised and the direction of the hatch was chaotic. Nirya shifted a little, the claws of the cayari dagger only scratched the layer of protective prana only.
Then, as Sthira alleged, the cayari was always flying slowly when it soared. Surely Nirya took advantage of this golden opportunity by flickering her chain, while shooting a sharp wind prana with the style of Wind Splitting Clouds. As a result, a wind as sharp as a dagger slashed and tore the body of the cayari in the air.
"Sthira, your tactics worked!" Excited, Nirya spontaneously turned her head towards her comrades.
Arumi managed to shoot one cayari dead.
Sthira was attacked by two caryari at once. He managed to force the two to soar, but the two cayari flew apart. His lightning strike managed to strike one of the cayari, but the second cayari grabbed the man, injuring his back until Sthira gave a bitter shout. It raged, the lightning strike upwards with the powerful force of the second Heaven-Hiking Thunder Dragon sending the sharpness of Mandau Gharma so that the celestial body was split in two.
Dhaka is worse. His reaction with the style of Flying Stone Plunge in the form of a ejection of rock power into the air turned out to lose quickly from two soaring canaries. Be the commodore the claws of three cayaris at once, blood splashing from the gap between the scales thick.
One of the cayari even looked at Dhaka's eyes with black eyes rounding him. Dhaka was stunned, thinking his body was made stiff like Nirya. Reflexively he was about to move, attacking towards the cayari who was bewitching him. Strange, Dhaka can still move his arm and even throw his spear into the body of a bird like a mixture of birds and turkey bird cendrawasih.
With great agility and swiftness Nirya threw and plunged her blinds on the second cayari who wanted to dismantle the defenses of Dhaka's armor scales with beaks and sharp claws. The third Cayari lost his guts and flew away, so he was the only one among the five "invading force members" lucky to survive.
Seeing the final result of this clash, Wufabwe breathed a sigh of relief. "Well, it's a good thing I'm protected by tough warriors like you. When I am alone surrounded by five stealth birds, pity my wives...!"
Can't take it anymore, Nirya cut, "Here you go, just take us! If you continue to be noisy, more and more wild animals will invade us!"
"Eh, yeah, sorry." Wufabwe scratched his head. Maybe he was too often hardened sago alone, because if he was with others, he would talk continuously and noisily as well. This meeting with strangers who had not known him made Wufabwe's "favorite disease" recur. But still he walked again in front of the group with a face poking.
References to cayari from Pinterest: Birds of paradise combined with pteranodon.