Ghaib Clinic: 3 Javanese Swordsman

Bab8s. Sukma Cracks

Screams of pain and cries for help were clearly heard in Trisnya's ear. The sukmanya continues to hover looking towards the source of the sound that is out of nowhere.

A speck of light so bright slowly approached towards his Trisnya. The arrival of that speck of light brought coolness and also calmness in the midst of the heart of Trisnya.

The light drew closer to Trisnya, and began to turn into a golden canary that Tris knew so well.

"That cup is you walnut! Show them the way to where they are held," Trisnya said to a small creature that is the embodiment of one of his centers, the golden shawl.

The canary carried his Trisnya into a valley so dark and gripping. It looks like a big tree grows dashingly next to a palace that is so magnificent.

Seen a man was sneaking into the palace. "What is a Mas Jagad? But what the hell is he here for?" trissy Mumbles.

"Mas," called Trisnya in a half-whispering voice.

The man turned his head towards his Tris, and sure enough, the man was none other than the Jagad.

"Remain here?" ask Trissya.

"Considered you? I'm having a picnic?" answer the jagad with a slightly taut tone.

Yeah, that's the Jagad. In addition to cold, he is also very difficult to talk sweetly to others, especially to women other than his mother.

"Yes, well asked!" said Trisnya who was a little disappointed to hear Jagad's answer.

"Oh Allah, if I am here, I mean that I have business with you!" clearly Jagad while looking straight at his Trisnya.

"Hmm, yes!" replied Trisnya who was still a little upset with her pouting face.

"Basically, not a descendant of the common ancestor aja mengambekannnya," grumbled slowly Jagad when he saw the expression of frowning Trisnya.

"What, mas?"

"It's okay! It seems like this palace is not so much a guard. We can enter through the gap of this fence," explained Jagad as he continued to focus on peering into the palace through the fences.

"I'm going through the gate, I'm distracting the guards of this place. Mas Jagad release the joy of the victims trapped inside" Trisnya proposed.

"Are you sure you can be alone without Asih's help?" tanya Jagad who unknowingly called his Tris ancestor, Nyi Kinasih as Asih.

"Current?" Trisnya a little surprised, only this time someone called his ancestors as Asih as his ancestors first, Ki Joko Manggala and his close family Nyi Kinasih.

"Ah, I mean Nyi Kinasih," said Jagad a little wave. His expression was enough to explain that there was something Jagad had hidden from his Trisnya.

"Uhm, calm down! There is still God to take care of us here!" trisnya. He tried to ignore the meaning of Jagad's nervous expression. After all Jagad is a person who has a pretty good aura for his Tris, regardless of his mysterious attitude.

Jagad coded Trisnya to immediately launch the action before it was too late. Jagad does not want, the love of the victims is not saved.

Trisnya combine the energy of the Darmogeni keris with his golden scarf. He put a crack that he had wrapped around the scarf on his forehead. His eyes closed, his lips muttering a spell of energy unification so solemnly.

"Gusti Ingkang Ngareksa

Sadaya Dayaning Dunya's

Nyuwun paring pangestu

Manunggaling aji

Dadio panguat

Humateg ing heirloom

Calebur dadi siji

Ngajur

Angkara lan wrath

Bismilbornrahmanirrahim...."

Golden light emanated from the keris he was holding, signifying that such a huge energy had been created.

Trisnya bravely walked towards the palace gate that had lined up neatly the palace guard soldiers. The big-headed tall beast like a buffalo with a fiery spear welcomed Tris' arrival with its ruthless gaze.

Trisnya deliberately threw an attack first, so that the soldiers were only focused on fighting him.

Ummm.., cringg.., splassshh....

The sound of his boisterous single Tris battle against the softened soldiers was clearly heard in the ears of the Jagad. He took advantage of the opportunity to secretly enter the palace.

He walked around looking for a place where the victims were confined. Occasionally Jagad hid himself from some soldiers or palace residents who passed by.

Jagad was quite careful in moving, so that his existence was not sniffed by the palace residents.Jagad's steps stopped when he heard the sound of chatter from behind the magnificent door of a room. He ventured to peek at the source of the sound. It looks like a human-bodied snake demon is sitting on a throne that is so magnificent. The expression on his face was enough to describe how evil and cruel the creature was.

"Kanjeng prabu, it seems that there are humans who are trying to mess up! He managed to crush most of our army" said a buffalo-headed human-like creature as he gathered before the serpent demon, who appeared to be the king of this palace.

"Bad! How dare he mess up in my territory! Bring all your strongest forces to stand in his way, I'll meet my empress soon. No one can ruin my marriage!" tell the king so loudly.

The serpent demon left his throne, towards the place where his future empress was. The jagad immediately followed where the snake demon went.

The snake demon stopped at a door of the room that was no less magnificent than his throne. He slowly changed his form into a man who was so handsome and dashing complete with bridal clothes. He knocked on the door of the room so gently.

A girl came out from behind the door of the room, complete with a dress and make-up traditional Javanese bride style.

"Western?" inner Corn when he saw the figure coming out from behind that door.

"Come with the kangmas! We have to speed up our wedding, I have prepared the ladies who will serve you here. You will be the only queen of the palace and my heart, the Sahara" said the man.

Sahara smiled so sweetly at the man's words. "I promise you will be the only king in my heart, Broto, too" said Sahara.

They both look like a couple who are drunk with romance, Jagad feels Sahara is still not aware of Broto's true figure.

Broto and Sahara walked hand in hand and hand to a magnificent wedding hall.

The sound of crying and moaning asking for help was clearly heard in Jagad's ears. He looked for where the sound came from. It appears that dozens of human species are confined in iron cages containing so many large black snakes that continue to coil and hurt them. The cage is right next to the wedding hall.

When Broto and Sahara were focused on chatting, Jagad unwittingly prepared with a Damarwulan keris in his hand. He quietly threw an attack on the giant snakes who were trying to unite with the tribe of the women.

Yes, Broto intends to make the women become like him. The serpent of human body. And he will make a lady-in-waiting to serve his queen later.

The Corn Attack was so silent without creating the slightest sound. One by one the snakes inside the herd began to sprawl and disappear like smoke.

"Help us! We want to go home!" said one of the women in the cage.

"Shhhhhhhh!" Jagad gave the code so they all calm down. Jagad was as strong as possible to open the cage, but it seemed that his efforts were in vain. The padlock was sealed with a spell so strong that he could not open it.

Amidst the panic of Maize, there was the sound of footsteps from outside. The four buffalo-headed soldiers dragged Trisnya who had been bound.

Jagad immediately looked for a place to hide, he saw Trisnya who looked down in a battered state.

Jagad intended to approach and save Trisnya, but his steps stopped when Trisnya blinked his left eye towards Jagad. His index finger stuck to his wound-filled lips, hinting at the Jagad to stay in position.

A golden canary perched on the boat of the Jagad with the sword of Pakugeni. "Use this to open the cage of the succum. And bring them back first" whispered the bird.

The Jagad immediately took out the Pakugeni sword which Trisnya had activated his energy. Jagad quickly stuck the sword of Pakugeni towards the padlock that sealed the succumbs of the victims.

Krakkk....

The seal that surrounds the cage of the succa was split. The sword Pakugeni floated up and turned to his Tris hand quickly.

Duarrr....

The sound of explosions rang out from within the hall, the boisterous sounds of fighting back rang out.

"Quickly, they must immediately return to their diversity before the rite of reckoning is completed" whispered the golden canary on the Maize.

"What about the Trisnya?" ask Jagad.

"His ability exceeds your expectations, don't worry too much!" reply to the canary for a moment before it finally disappeared.

Vuashhh....

Broto hurled a fiery spear right at Jagad as he focused on reciting prayers to bring back the tribe.

Splasssh....

A Trisnya attack throw towards the fiery spear so as not to hit Jagad and the captives.

"Hurry, go!" trisnya.

"Save the women she's married!" the Order of the Jagad on his Trisnya.

"All right!" trisnya answered while continuing to drive Broto and his troops who continue to try to attack Jagad and the tribe of workers.

Jagad soon brought dozens of worker's tribe back to human nature. In a flash Jagad has moved dimensions and managed to evade Broto's attack.

"Mas Jagad, why are you with them?" ask Thunder in his mind.

"Over the story," said Jagad, "Heru, immediately return them to each other's bodies, let me help Thunder fight these creatures!" his word to Heru who had helped Thunder against the creatures that possessed the bodies of the workers.

The sentient beings gathered together like a puff of black smoke that was so dense. It slowly turned into one figure that was so tall, huge, and certainly terrifying.

"Damn you, how dare you steal the tumbar that I have offered for my master's wedding celebration! Arrggghh.., feel this," the bird-like feathered creature swung its huge arms full of long hooves. His red eyes stared intently at Jagad and Thunder.

Thunder also changed its form into a giant ape human figure. He throws every attack on that creature.

Buggh....

Thunder managed to kick the giant creature until it bounced far enough.

The jagad held up the keris high in his grasp, a bluish light emanated as the chant of the mantra uttered from his lips.

"Jumbat jumbit sir

Ajari

Ajur memala ajur durjana

Bali mulih ojo mara teko

The damarwulan paringi dalan

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim

...."

Jagad ran towards Thunder's arm, then Thunder threw the Jagad right at the head of the creature.

Vushhhh....

The jaw sprinkles its gris right in the middle of the creature's forehead.

"Aaarrrrggghhh..," the creature groaned in pain.

The jagad sticks its dagger deeper through the contents of the creature's head. Plus one more blow from the big hand of Thunder right on the chest of the creature, making the creature destroyed instantly. It turned into a puff of black smoke and slowly disappeared.

Duarr...

There was a loud explosion from one of the warehouses near the building. Some people immediately looked to where the sound of the explosion came from.

The remains of the ritual equipment were shattered. There were also splashes of fresh blood splattered around the ritual site.

Thunder tried to see what was happening through the residue left behind in that place.

"Whoever did it, he won't survive!" thunder said before passing away following Heru.

Thunder seemed so agitated at the sight of Trisnya who never returned.

"I'll follow the Trisnya, keep us here!" the Thunder Pinta on Heru.

"Come, I'll catch up with them too!" nyi Kinasih.

"Uhuk.., uhukk..," Trisnya coughed with fresh blood out of her mouth. His body that was originally sitting cross-legged firmly, began to droop weakly in the lap of Thunder.

"Astagfirrullah Trisnya," Thunder seemed so panicked to see Trisnya's body condition. The worry mixed with the fear of loss made him involuntarily shed tears.

Seriate....