The Chronicle Of Jawata (Compilation Trial Edition)
6.13
Under the dark skies of Gunggali. The petals of the flower molt, carried by the wind and fall to the ground, rivers, rocks and pastures.
Wailing on the banks of the Ruthian River. The river broke the silence.
Dakka was curled up on mossy rocks. Both eyes are pointed, swollen from crying for too long. All hands and feet were covered in gray and elongated hair. On his crotch sticking out a large tail. He was crying over his body that was changing from its original shape.
”I ... don't want to .. be stealth ...,” Dakka groans on the sidelines sobs.
"I accidentally ... killed him ...."
Not far from him, Elkas saw Dakka's body shivering, gradually changing its form, becoming a thick-furred creature all over his body and an unusual size again. He could no longer even stand up straight. His hands are parallel to his feet.
”Dakka, what happened to you?!” Elkas grinned in horror as he watched his brother change shape from before. Now, he was more like a four-legged beast.
"Stay away from me ...," whispered Dakka.
”I don't want to be a demon!” Dakka hysterical. His voice was heavy accompanied by a terrifying growl. An angry grunt blew from Dakka's nose, now becoming a muzzle every time he sighed.
"The descendants of Jawata ... Taja, who made me become like this ..," is not lost, hate and anger in Dakka's soul. Even blaming Taja as the cause of everything that is happening now.
Elkas flinched backwards.
”Nature is cursing at you, Dakka!” Elkas shuddered in fear. While the form of Dakka increasingly swells to the point that the clothes are torn. His back was hardened and thick and full of feathers. Muscles pop up around the face and neck.
After that, he raised his head and puffed his chest. Without being able to speak again unless Dakka's scream became a long howl like a wolf.
”Arraoragh!” Elkas. His eyes glared sharply. Realizing the creature saw its own eyes. Dakka incarnated a creature feared by the Gundalians.
Arraoragh. A Soul Predator for the Gundalis who possess the cultivation of Elves. Someone originally from the Gundungali, it became a natural enemy, the murderer of the Gunggali.
"Killer's Curse!" Elkas retreat. Afraid in case the creature composed Dakka figure, suddenly attacked.
A pair of eyes glared at Dakka's nettled wolf creature, flushed as sharp as his anger. The shape of the claws of the creature was busy removing the rest of the clothes attached to the body.
Arraoragh, Dakka's incense, crawled closer and closer towards Elkas.
”Dakka ...,” Elkas shaking his body, ”It's me ...”
Elkas was pushed back, to his knees.
The muzzle of the Arraoragh drooled and sniffed Elkas' body on the ground.
”It's me ... Elkas ... your brother .. do you remember?” Elkas.
Auuuuuuung ...!
Arraoragh's howl answered Elkas, roaring as loud as a wolf's scream, echoing everywhere.
Elkas took the opportunity to get away from him. But Arraraagh chased and almost pounced.
Auuuuuuung ...!
”Do not!” elkas shouted and fell right under the figure of the creature.
Luckily, from behind the grove of trees, suddenly appeared winged warriors while launching silver light fractures towards Arraragh.
Arraoragh Dakka's incense, crawling backwards.
Auuuuuuung ...!
Then the winged lascars mostly chased the Arraragh creatures.
Coming again, several warriors flapped their wings, landed on the ground and stopped near Elkas. One of them asked.
”Where is Taja?”
Elkas replied with a terrified look, ”I don't know ..” he said trembling anyway.
Then the winged hordes of warriors followed away towards the sun turning west.
Elkas turned around, tracing the banks of mangroves across the Ruthian River. Not clear the purpose. Until he happened to see footprints and patches of thick red liquid as far as the direction towards the valley. The traces were increasingly clearly pointing towards a large tree whose trunk was winding and roots sticking out to the surface of the water.
Elkas looked up at the top of the tree. A figure was cowering among the thick branches. Apparently, he was not warty at all. His hair was brownish-black, Elkas could have guessed the figure.
A swarm of insects, Elkas crept to the top of the tree, approaching the curled figure he saw.
"Taja ...," everyone is looking for you," Elkas said.
The figure curled up in the lush depths of the foliage, none other than Taja who was hiding.
Elkas surprised.
”Taja ...,” his hand root fingers shrank before touching Taja's shoulder.
Unexpectedly, Taja immediately gripped the hands of Elkas.
”Kill me!” gertak Taja's.
Elkas gasped to see Taja's condition covered in red liquid on his chest.
”Taja, what happened to you ..?!” Elkas noticed Taja's condition at the time.
The branches were shaken until they broke. Both fell and fell into the stream under the tree.
”Kill me if you hate me so much!” last time, Taja grabbed Elkas by the neck with all his strength. No matter the blood increasingly seeped from the wound on his chest.
”Aaargh ..!” Taja groaned backwards, his anger mounting but was unable to kill Elkas.
”Taja ..,” Elkas calls and wants to reach it.
”Do not touch me!”
Taja first rebukes. He immediately went across the small river with his stride.
"You and your brother, Dakka, have caused Merald's death" said Taja.
"See," Elkas tried to get close.
"There was no intention of me killing Merald" Elkas regretted what had happened.
"I don't understand, either, why Merald was so much like you at the time" Elkas seemed very sorry.
"Your satisfaction, Merald's being mistargeted?" Just throw your face.
"Taja .., I'm in a difficult position. Defend Dakka and you. I was wrong ...," Elkas could no longer explain what.
"Be responsible, Elkas! Dakka's hatred towards me, finally brought calamity upon yourselves!" Taja hurried away from Elkas.
"Should have been, you could have awakened Dakka earlier, not even follow me. It's too late!" the figure of Taja darted away behind the grass of mangrove trees.
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