
Meanwhile, in one of the barren mountains under the rule of the Fire Clan, the air suddenly roiled.
The light dry wind blows away the dust and fine gravel, the longer it gets firmer to form small-scale whirlwinds. Just above the vortex, at the center of the small whirlwind formed, something like a mirage less than ten square meters in diameter appeared, in a standing position forming like a translucent wall.
The air seemed to be sucked into the translucent wall that was getting clearer and clearer, causing a roaring sound. That translucent wall slowly showed a difference to the surroundings.
When it looks rippling, it is as if the wall is made of water. From that ripple, then a hand appeared, predating before the burly body of a middle-aged man was seen coming out from within the translucent wall. Datuk Alehah the Datuk Rajo Narako.
The man was wearing his white robe that looked using. Yet his strength radiated strongly around him. It was a faint radiance of strength compared to its maximum strength hundreds of years ago when it left the Fire Clan to pursue Mislan Katili.
‘Finally, I came back after hundreds of years. I feel like I have been leaving this country for a long time. Even so, I better not rush back into my Clan. Better, I investigate everything before entering. I'm sure, things have changed over these hundreds of years.’ Datuk Rajo Narako looked pensive as the translucent wall behind him disappeared along with his foot on the ground.
The man then continued his steps down the top of the mountain towards the valley. He deliberately chose this place as his exit portal because this was a place that was believed to not be much changed. This place was the most barren place, as well as not too far from the center of the Fire Clan being. Only by traveling by flying for three or four days, then the center of the Fire Clan should be reachable.
The Fire Clan itself is centered on a volcanic peak called Mount Kurinji. The Eternal Flame at some point at the peak of that ancient Volcano was the main source of energy for the five major clans of the Fire Clan. Gradually, the place developed to become a city with widespread influence in several regions in the kingdom of Sindur Kuntala.
‘After a long stay in the Middle East, I felt that this world and that place were like mirrors with different grooves. The curve of the mountain lined up, the location of the lake.it was as if these two worlds were twin worlds. Don't-don't, that ancient legend is indeed true.’ Rajo Narako walks down a barren slope that is seen starting to be overgrown with moss, then a small needle-like grass, getting down to meet the grass that forms a thicket. The more down the more fertile.
‘Truly similar and identical.’ guamnya while circulating his gaze to the peaks of the mountains lined up. ‘This mountain range, is really similar to a row hill. Each of the curves and the shape of the peak were completely similar.
The only difference is, the land of Lemuria is intact to the Blue Continent. While in Dipantara, the mountain range was separated by the ocean..
I am sure, the ancient legend is true, that these two worlds are twins!.’ He muttered without any interest to sink further in the nostalgia of the legends.
Finally, Datuk Rajo Narako chose to disguise himself. He stepped definitely into one of the closest cities of the barren mountain, namely the city of Lawanggeni.
Lawanggeni is a small town. One of the three cities at the foot of Mount Kurinji. That city, including the outermost city among the towns and villages along the path to the top of the mountain. At the top of Mount Kurinji, stands the grandest city as well as the central main city of the entire Fire Clan. The city is called Mulageni.
The distance between the towns of Lawang Geni and Mulageni at the top of the mountain is only separated by six villages. While on the other side of the mountain, there are two other small towns flanking it, namely Pancanggeni and Sarwageni.
4 Clans from the 5 branch clans of the Fire Clan each controlled each city.
Only one of the smallest clans had no control over a single city, not on the Kurinji mountain, nor in their sphere of influence. The clan is the Ancalageni, the clan of Datuk Rajo Narako.
After all, my Clan has been pushed so far. But, Sentana should at least still be among the strongest among the clan higher-ups! I can't believe the kid just gave up!” Rajo Narako talks to herself along the way. If anyone came across him or saw him at this time, they would think Rajo Narako was a madman.
The Sentana that Rajo Narako refers to, of course, is Gentayu's real father, his own grandson.
Indeed, Sentana should still be counted among the strongest warriors of his generation. But I don't know what happened, for Rajo Narako everything is all grey.
All he knows is that under the pursuit of the remaining followers of Mislan Katili, Sentana teleports to Dipantara, to meet Rajo Narako carrying Gentayu who is still a baby. Failing to track down Rajo Narako's aura, Sentana is forced to keep running for some time avoiding the remaining pursuit of Mislan Katili's forces.
After desperately failing to find a recovering Rajo Narako, Sentana leaves his son to Gentayu's parents. While he continued his resistance against the rest of Katili's Mislan army.
“It appears, the debt of gratitude makes it weaken.” Rajo Narako sighed at the fate of his grandson. His bloodline.
Not felt, when engrossed in daydreaming it turns out Rajo Narako has arrived in front of the city gate.
Six city guards checked it. They are obviously the younger generation who do not pay attention to history, even though the statue of Rajo Narako stands majestically in Mulageni. Without a significant hitch, finally after a thorough examination Rajo Narako is welcome to enter. Of course after showing himself as part of the Fire Clan.
Without identity, no entry!
No flying through town!
In addition to the Fire Clan and Clan branches, admission is required to include the permission of the elders or City officials!
Various types of warning writings are brightly displayed, carved using ancient kawi murup and carved on the gate wall and several guard walls. Making Rajo Narako shake her head.
‘This shows that mutual trust has faded so far! All must be because of the intruders. They need to secure the situation and position for themselves.’ Rajo Narako continues to step into the city.
Upon entering the square, Rajo Narako's ears caught the frenzy coming from the crowd of townspeople in one corner. A crowd is visible.
The sound of traditional music plays out, with a stomping rhythm. In the middle of the crowd, a mini stage stood. Three people appear to be playing a play on stage. A dramatic art performance, it seems to tell the story of a legendary figure who is loved by the entire population.
A banner unfolds backstage “Legenda Rajo Narako”.