Sect: A Community of No Expression Masks

The final battle II

“This time I will not run away again, as when I left Suna dead at the hands of that heretical community.”

I who was already feeling confident even finally clashed with the horde, I was able to avoid some of the slashes of those people. I also managed to injure some of them, with my beak.

But their numbers aren't playing, and I'm surrounded. They made a circle so I couldn't run anywhere.

“Paula, get Riska running from here!” I also screamed.

“Sorry, this time I refused your request, Dav!” reply Paula.

“If have to die, we will be together!” sahut Riska with a loud voice.

Riska's words just now really reminded me of Suna. Somehow this time I resigned and started to close my eyes, hoping I could meet Suna again.

“Dav, down!” shouting Paula.

I opened my eyes and looked at Paula. But my gaze had not reached him yet, I had already seen the dynamite burning right under my feet.

“Paula is completely insane!” I said resentfully in my heart, and then kicked the dynamite towards the sect members.

When they panicked to see the dynamite wick stay a little longer, I ran and broke out of the circle. The two members of the sect tried to hold me back, but I kept running and pushed the two with my shoulder until the three of us fell down and soon the dynamite exploded.

His voice was very loud, and I saw the bodies of some members of the sect bouncing.

“Badness ... How dare you do that in a holy place like this!” shouts Achong who looks angry.

Dooorrf ... Doooorr ...

Paula shot Achonk in the chest, and Achong fell. Then the remaining members of the sect ran over to Achong.

When they call Achong suddenly the air here is getting worse. If Novi were still alive, he would know what happened. Suddenly the room was cold for a moment, for no reason.

The cult surrounded the sprawled Achong, and each of them injured their right index, and dripped the blood onto Achong's body. The atmosphere here was suddenly strange, ranging from a sudden strong wind in the room, to the arrival of black birds like crows.

I also ran to Riska and Paula's place, while I still had time. Riska hugged me and said, “Never leave me like that again, Dav!”

I just nodded my head to understand.

“Actually what do they do?” ask Paula.

“Maybe they are praying for Achong, because he is dead,” Riska replied.

Paula pulled out her phone and asked her police colleagues for help. He also said he had managed to cripple the sect leader. The police moved immediately after Paula closed her call, and we were still on our guard and waiting for what the mob of people in black would do.

“Dav, is this done?” asked Riska while wiping her tears.

“It looks like already.”

“After this you will keep your promise, right?” ask Riska who can smile.

“What promise?” ask me who pretended not to know about the promise.

“Ih ... Promise me you'll propose to me!” snapped Risk.

Paula smiled and encouraged me as she said, “Congratulations ya.”

“Sama-sama Paula, we are lucky to meet and know you,” I replied with a smile.

Paula nodded her head and she smiled, her eyes glazed over as if unwilling to part with us. But he's got a more important job here, leading the police force to keep his territory safe after this incident.

“If you are married, I will try to come to Jakarta,” Paula said.

“If it is a problem, you say the same Davie .. he wants to marry me or not..” whispered Riska to Paula.

Paula closed her mouth and she laughed chuckling, hearing Riska's whisper. I stared at the two of them and said, “You guys must be planning something crazy, right?”

Risak and Paula laughed at Davie's words.

Did not feel our 6 days in Kalimantan, a lot of joy and sorrow here. There are also many experiences that I can not forget here, what else lost 2 of my friends on this land. But behind it all I learned one thing, that friends protect each other, instead of running away when they're in trouble.

Suna, I found your replacement. Not because he is better than you, but because he accepts me for who I am. May you let go of this relationship and settle down in nature there, Suna.

“We have to book a plane ticket for tomorrow morning,” cetus Riska.

“All return tickets are in place, but Achong saved them,” I replied.

“Yes that's why we have to order again, Dav!” firmly Riska while pinching my cheek.

“Not that .. I'm just imagining the five of us coming home to Jakarta, with millions of stories we've prepared for the trip later.”

Riska who heard my answer immediately hugged me and stroked my back.

“I—I'm just sad to leave them here!” my word.

“Let's rest, Novi and Satria's body will be taken care of until there is a family party who picks him up,” said Paula.

“Thanks Paula,” says Riska.

While we were busy chatting and waiting for the police to come, suddenly the sound of growling was heard from the crowd of Achong's body. We all looked around and were curious about the sound.

The sound of growling was heard again, and this time the crowd was rumbling like they were cheering on something. We are still waiting for what really happened, and watching the mob.

Aaaaaaaaaarrrrggggghhhw ...

There was a scream coming from the crowd.

Graaaaaawwwllllll ....

The sound of the growls grew louder, and the horde simply dispersed.

When the crowd was quiet, Achong was seen standing upright while carrying a head that was still wearing an expressionless mask. Achong raised his head to the same level as his mouth, and he drank a droplet of fresh blood from the head of his victim.

We were surprised to see Achong still standing upright, and felt nauseous when he saw that he was dripping fresh blood into his mouth, which he drank. His eyes were all white and he repeatedly said words that we did not understand the meaning.

When the droplets of blood from the victim's head stopped dripping, he immediately looked around like he was looking for something. Then he saw his members who were near him, and Achong approached him. His steps were slow but there was no doubt at every step, but when the distance was 100m to the members, Achong suddenly ran very fast and directly slashed the head of his own members right on his neck.

Graaaaaawwwllllll ....

He also growled when the head of the members did not break, and he repeatedly read the neck of the members who had fallen until his head was broken.

Achong immediately dripped the fresh blood again into his mouth and drank the blood again, while turning towards the three of us.

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