Get Down From Khayangan

Sardonic

Demusa patiently washed and cleaned her face. Bening was still unconscious until Demusa also replaced the clothes. He carried the blood-stained Bening shirt towards his own room. He put the clothes in a basket with washing equipment and then brought it to the river bank. Demusa used torch lighting, after finishing washing suddenly her fake legs felt very sore and sore.

“Arghh! It must be because I used a prosthetic leg for so long. Usually at this hour I've straightened my legs on the bed, or maybe because I lost a lot of blood.

He hastened to wash clothes and then returned to the residence. Sitting on the edge of the lotus pool until sleeping leaning on one of the pillars until morning near the Bening pavilion. On the other hand, Bening woke up with a surprised face to see that his clothes had been changed, the hair that was originally in a bun was now unraveled.

“Who has dared to replace my clothes?” muttered.

He recalled the incident last night as well as his own uncontrollable ferocity to suck blood. He went to the kitchen, made a porridge filled with spices. From a distance his two half-brothers lurked.

“Did the deadly water not kill him? Why did you just let go?” said Opila.

“No, I'm sure there's something wrong with him. Look, why does he make spices, doesn't Demusa the commander of the kingdom rarely suffer pain?" said Faga.

Bening walked towards Demusa's room carrying the still steaming porridge carefully. But he did not find it, his guards said Demusa was near the lotus pond. Bening immediately looking for him, the man woke up hearing the sound of moving footsteps pulling the sword ready to attack.

“It's me!” bening said harden the tone of voice.

“What brought you here?”

He endured the embarrassment, the detached prosthetic leg perched nearby adding to his raging feelings.

“I just want to bring this porridge. You look so pale, I owe you.”

He slowly bribed her. Although the porridge was still very hot to the point of burning the tongue, he kept his mouth open and swallowed until it ran out.

“Thank you” said smile.

Bening nodded his head, he helped Demusa gulp down the water she had prepared.

“Tomorrow will go somewhere."

“I'll drop you off and make sure you arrive safely.”

“Demusa, why are you so kind to me? Look slowly you're gonna bleed to death because of me.”

Bening left from the seat but his hand was on his seat.

“Wait, before you go. I want to know the location of the area around here to the hills and wilderness."

“Alright I will show you the location of the details” said Bening returned his gaze.

The two of them headed towards the back of the pavilion, Bening described the skeleton of the territory with a tree branch. They discussed for a very long time, he jumped up and then directed directions through the sunlight. When Bening turned around to walk away, he heard a strong sound of falling iron hitting the surrounding rocks.

He ran to help Demusa not fall. His body was limp in the Bening's buttocks, as the iron legs were too heavy along with Demusa's large weakened body. The storm fell on his body. The two looked at each other for a long time. He immediately rose from the top of Demusa's body but again the man started to hold her back.

Demusa released a hand that was coiled around the waist of the petite woman. Bead his eyes looking for where lay a little taste in the self Bening. A bitter feeling without love, the soul-killing potion had already turned his heart into hardened.

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Happiness cannot be found in a cold world.

His body was not what it used to be after drinking the form-changing potion into a blood-drinking figure. Demusa's presence becomes the role of a savior amidst unrequited love. This suffering will last for a very long time, even for the rest of his life. He threw out Demusa's body, running into the room.

The atmosphere of the goddess's vision of past events stopped hearing the screams of the white rabbit demon.

“Goddess Yumna!” scream the rabbit.

The orange-colored glint light dazzled the eyes. The goddess was forced to open her eyes in an evasive motion when the strike almost hit her. He was forced to re-enter Kahiyang's body, the original owner's spirit figure putting the sangar's face towards him. He stuck his nails into the stealth body of the white rabbit, the body of the animal immediately released fresh blood and fell down on the ground.

“Argh!” the rabbit changed in form pressing on his wound.

The action of the attack was again launched by the spirit of Bening, the goddess released herself from the original body of Bening so that the attack turned to a tree near them.

“If you want your body then take it!” said the goddess.

Bening's spirit figure tried many times to enter his body but could not enter as well. He turned around to attack the goddess, consecutive attacks of harm and attack. Almost the canine teeth of the spirit figure stuck into his neck. The stealth rabbit hinders using deep power, which results in Bening's spirit being thrown away. The rabbit demon pushed the goddess's tribe back inside Bening's body, taking her away.

After moving to the earth land in the green grass. As the amount of energy in the rabbit demon ran out, he spat out a lot of blood. The thick blood was black, his body drooping limp on the ground. The goddess helped him up and brought him back to the residence of lord Zafran. The demon rabbit was so dying, the goddess laid him on a round basket. As she was about to give her power, the instant the light dimmed, the goddess still continued to try to help the rabbit demon.

“Why does my power not work?”

Now the tribe of the goddess Yumna re-entered Bening's body. While the spirit of Bening disappeared because he did not manage to pursue it. Slowly the rabbit demon opened its eyes, a raucous tone so weakly saying something.

“Goddess, you must continue your supplies to reveal everything.”

On one of the large rocks, now the princess did hermitage release the succum.

“Bening, Clear stop!” a scream from Demusa drew him into the room.

Clear turned into a terrifying figure, veins popped onto the surface of the skin feeling a fresh bloodthirsty desire. Demusa once again let herself stretch out a hand, Bening unceasingly sucked up Demusa's blood so greedily that her face paled. The half-monster woman changed back to her original form. Demusa's gaze turned dark standing unsteadily looking for something that could support her body. Bening who was aware of the behavior out of his control earlier felt sorry to see the man suffer.

The man's sacrifice slowly melted his cold heart into compassion. He helped Demusa lie on the bed and helped raise both her legs. However, when Bening lifted one of Demusa's prosthetic legs, it was so heavy that he half-consciously helped to release his own leg.

“Bening, seeing my situation like this, don't you feel afraid?” tanya Demusa noticed the look on her face.

“Moreover what am I afraid of besides myself?” replied Bening shed tears.