Pride of Indonesia's

POI 26 - The Masks of Kelana

[Mana Battlefield] was a Mana ability that could create a world that was exactly the same as the world of Sali but only people who had Mana could visit the place, more precisely the region was more deserving to fight without having to fear destroying cities and killing Mana-less Humans.

Someone who was killed in this region then they would not be able to return in the original world, that meant their grave was the territory of the Mana Battlefield. Wilhelm and Satria were stunned when they saw the myriad destruction and also the humans who were fighting using their own Mana abilities.

Wilhelm and Satria opened the door and Wilhelm began pointing at the car so that he could put it in storage so that it would not be destroyed by the madmen at war. Satria saw a lot of destroyed buildings, this was the dark side of the Mana Battlefield where only destruction could be seen.

"We have to run towards the end of this Mana circle. We can be free from this hell--" Wilhelm saw several arrows darting towards him but Wilhelm managed to destroy all of them using the two pistols he had raised.

"It looks like we have to fight, Wilhelm. Kill or be killed, all the thugs and the Indonesian people are useless as they deserve to be put to death for killing so many innocent citizens who have Mana." Satria clenched her teeth because she saw so many corpses and even from a distance, she could see a man wearing a Kelana mask sitting on top of the pyramid.

"Then I'm ready to kill anytime...!" Wilhelm pulled out a very sharp knife and then he drained both of his legs with Mana, he tried to escape but a great many humans blocked him and tried to kill him.

Wilhelm would not be able to move if he continued to be held back by some human aiming at himself with a bow, he said, he began to lead them all and threw his sword at high speed until it pierced their necks. Wilhelm pulled the knife back and he saw some Humans who began to approach him while holding a knife and also a stick that has been flowed Mana.

Satria could see Wilhelm being held captive by a great many people, thugs like them would definitely go after someone from abroad to steal their wallet but Wilhelm seemed to be able to protect himself by beating them with a knife. Satria began to look around where he saw a lot of bad guys and thugs running around and fighting each other for money.

Satria could even see two different sides fighting, he could clearly see the tattoos on both of their muscular arms. This Battlefield Mana was actually utilized by those thugs in order for them to avoid Peter's operation, Satria began to be careful because he had read a news that there were a lot of strong thugs and criminals there because of their Mana abilities.

But the one who attracted his attention the most was the man wearing the mask of the Kelana, he arrogantly sat on top of the pyramid of the corpse, Satria thought that he was her boss so some thugs wearing Kelana masks started to approach Satria, "How dare you stare at the boss from such a distance, you poor fellow...!"

The Kelana mask depicts a person who likes to bekelana and wanders to find his identity. The Kelana mask has a character that is full of dynamics and lust. The color of the scarlet mask indicates a haughty and cruel disposition, eyes widened, mouth grinning, whiskers coiled, frayed and bearded. Kelana is depicted a dashing figure with a long nose, bulging eyes, gaping monyong mouth, coded hair.

They seem to use the mask in the wrong way, it is very inappropriate for Indonesians to wear the mask for the sake of committing crimes so Satria began to remember a word of the first President of Indonesia, he said, a very difficult struggle is against your own nation, "It seems like money changes everything..."

"Did you say that--- Guooooggghhh..." Some of the thugs besieging Satria suddenly had heavy bleeding through their necks, the bleeding coming from a thin and very deep wound in the middle of their necks.

"Shut up. I warn you all that I will never play judge by myself, I will only serve the real law for you. Your bodies are filled with blood, which means you've done a lot of evil here..." Satria raised her right arm upwards so that five razors began to be tightened using her fingers.

Wilhelm saw from afar the Mana ability that Satria possessed, he could move razor blades until it could not be seen by the eye for a flash, he could, the attack was extremely troublesome and one had to stay focused when looking at that razor blade moving. Satria himself can throw the razor and control it easily, he also can not make it float to be used as a defense for himself.

"If you want to be rich, take this money...!" Satria kept the purse back in her pocket and threw ten razors which she held tight with her fingers in different directions. The thugs could not see the razor movement, the razor turning and moving fast was like camouflaging with air until it could not be seen.

Because of his rapid movements and his small thin shape, the razor managed to kill them by stabbing their necks deep enough. Wilhelm fought while looking at the way Satria fought, did his Mana ability have a flaw? When Wilhelm looked at him carefully, he could see Satria's two limp eyes.

The lack of Mana ability is that both eyes will see something dark so Satria can not see anything because his vision moves to every razor that he threw... if the razor had been destroyed then his eyes would have been blinded for five minutes and it was quite dangerous but when he took back all the razors he threw his sight would return.

"What a terrible risk.if one of those risks is destroyed then he'll be blind for five minutes, that's quite a long time!" Wilhelm turned around and slashed at the neck of the thug before him.

Satria of course is not stupid because he already has a lot of experience since the colonial period, he returns all his razor blades so that he realizes that his distance from the Kelana mask boss is near but the goons wearing his other Kelana masks start to target Satria so that he can not get close their boss.

Satria was only silent so a few bullets started to dart towards her direction but Satria managed to dodge all of it with her quick reflexes, his body began to flow Mana after which he began to perform his martial arts and managed to cripple all of them in an instant, "Better you die or let us go? Or the other good option is to stay in a prison cell."

"Hmph is not bad either for a beginner who has Mana luck ability." The boss started to descend from the pyramid of corpses and then he started to stare at Satria so that his heart started to beat fast as he could feel a huge Mana pressure within him, "You are quite strong as well... I have to be careful with you."

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Marco.the boss who founded the gang named [Mask Kelana]."

"You are the Indonesian people who deserve to be punished, you better create a better gang than to use those masks." Satria tries not to run the risk of using his razor attack until he knows which abilities he has.

Wilhelm saw from a distance that Satria foolishly approached his boss but he trusted himself because he was an Indonesian who came from the colonial era, so he did not worry too much about himself as he could see some thugs wearing different masks starting to approach him.

"We don't have much time... Can you guys let us go?" Wilhelm asked nicely.

"Once you go to hell you won't be able to get out. This battleground is your last home, the grave.

"I see..."