The Chronicle Of Jawata (Compilation Trial Edition)

The Chronicle Of Jawata (Compilation Trial Edition)
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The noise, as if there was a struggle on the surface of the dusty ground. A group of people were running around, avoiding the surrounding land area.


"What's wrong? What's going on?!" Taja approached some people were struggling on the ground. While Tajura, not waiting for the cue, immediately swung the Naar Sword and exerted all his strength.


The sound of solid steel iron smashed into the ground until it cracked. Gaping the width of the ground around the impact of the Naar Sword.


"Pull him!" A number of people called out to his herd trapped between the cracks of the ground. Seen several pairs of legs and hands of trouble thrashing. People immediately pulled him to the surface.


"Back to the rocks!" Peek Taja at everyone around him. They immediately ran, away from the ground. Taja and Tajura.


Once again Tajura struck the Sword of Naar to the ground. Bongkahs of dry land mingled sand scattered upwards.


"Huh!!!" Shouted Tajura while hitting again and again. Chasing something moved from the depths of the ground, hiding and leaving a trail of cracks every time the Naar Sword hit the ground.


Ground shaking. Naar's sword broke the ground. Suddenly a voice boomed from the depths of the ground, and a figure slammed onto the surface. His body was filled with sand and earth. The bones are scattered everywhere, too.


The burly body rolled to the ground, wriggling with proboscis resembling a thorny snake, twisting its entire body.


"Lorr!" Just take a quick step towards the position of the person rolling on the ground.


"Squeals! Get rid of it, you despicable creature!" Taja threw the Roots slats from his hands, then spat on and cursed the trunks wrapped around Lorr En's body. Instantly the creatures wriggled, shrunk dry, then melted.


Lorr En. Coughing.


"Lorr!" Taja rubbed the soil and sand on his friend's body.


"Ohuk!" The ground spewed from the mouth.


"Where's Raojhin?" I worry about his friend another one.


"He.. also sucked to the ground..," in the middle of the breath has not fully recovered, Lorr spoke while coughing.


Meanwhile, Tajura seemed busy hitting the ground. Repeatedly. Until the surrounding land surface is increasingly scattered. Raining bones from the depths mingled boulders of earth, sand, and gravel.


A body was thrown upwards. There was a sound of screaming into space when a body slammed.


"Aaagh!!!" The body landed hard on the ground with its voice groaning in pain.


"Ranjhin!" Taja approached the figure who fell there. The body is covered in sand and a kind of black slime.


"Quick return to the shield dome!" Shouted Taja while pulling Raojhin to get up immediately.


Unceasingly, Tajura rained down on the ground with a punch of the Naar Sword. While Taja and Raojhin run towards the rock area with dome-shaped light protection. The people got there first and immediately pulled Taja and Raojhin into the rocks.


"Tajura!" Taja waited for his brother to follow.


"Don't! Stay right here! It's dangerous to follow Tajura!" Shadow Force Leader, Chief Sujinsha immediately restrained Taja before acting. They all observed the movement of the ground like many creatures from the depths, trying to catch footsteps if treading on it.


"Stay on the rocks!" said Chairman Sujinsha again.


"Tajura's alone!" Pekik Taja was about to force his way out of the shield dome.


"No!" Chief Sujinsha forbade while holding Taja's arm.


The sound of the roar of the raw fist pounding between the ground and the blow of a hard object was heard from the position of the shield dome, where everyone in the group gathered. Not long after, the atmosphere went quiet again.


"Tajura...?" Taja worried that his brother would not show up.


"Is he okay?" The more anxious Taja waiting for his appearance.


"He's tough!" Chief Sujinsha was still holding Taja's arm.


Suddenly footsteps landed on the rocks. Tajura's figure swung his sword. Everybody turn around. Tajura appeared unexpectedly, from the back they all took refuge inside the protective light dome.


"Tajurais. You're making me worry!" Taja welcomed Tajura as soon as he stepped inside the shield dome.


"Just annoying worms" Tajura grumbled. Dropped the black slime from the surface of the Naar Sword in his hand.


"Worms?" Everyone scrunched their foreheads. Wonderful and tense.


Mystical creatures from the depths of the ground, almost everyone was sucked in and not saved. But for Tajura, is it only considered a worm? That's how almost everyone thinks.


This was the second day since the group had entered the Valley of Spirits area. As far as the dry land was in effect, the group of four young men, Taja, Tajura, Raojhin, and Lorr En, plus 20 Shadow Troops under the leadership of a chief named Sujinsha. They banded together on their way out of the Valley of the Spirits. Another in the company, a girl in a red dress, her hands tied and her eyes tied, a silver ribbon covered her. He sat a bit away from everyone but was still within the shield dome.


"Why did you guys get out of the shield dome? Didn't you listen to my words?" Taja not thinking. Everyone already knows not to go out of the confines of the light-shaped shield dome.


"Alhirris. Don't cross this line" Taja added.


Alhirri, so called the dome-shaped light shield. The only magical shield that Taja issued to protect everyone in the entourage.


Some people almost lost their lives due to being sucked and buried. Seemed to be in a lot of pain, he tried to explain.


"I heard it like there was a splashing sound of water. I thought I could find him for a minute."


Apparently some people heard the deceptive and attention-grabbing sound of water coming out of the shield dome. But apparently, everything is trapped.


"I tried to help, but got sucked into the ground!" Lorr En.


"I, too." Raojhin's turn adds the same reason.


"Fortunate for Taja and Tajura to come and help all of you" Chief Sujinsha deeply regretted the incident that almost made them all victims of the Valley of the Spirits.


"What kind of creature sucks man from the depths of the earth?" Some people ask each other in wonder. Curious about the existence of creatures lurking at all times and hunting everyone. It was as if the ground here engulfed anyone alive and treaded on it.


"Soul Suckers," Taja answered all those who had not known about the creature.


"Porah Doragh, the Soul-Sucking creature" Lorr En chimed in. It seemed that he had first learned about the hunting creatures from the depths of the ground.


"Forah Doragh?!" Everyone heard the name, it sounded strange and strange.


"That's a creature. Residents of the Spirit Valley," this time Tajura raised his voice.


"They were raised in this place. Spread throughout the Valley of the Spirits. The center is in the Ruins of the Fort," Tajura continued.


People listened in horror. It is only known, this kind of creature.


"If you are sucked, then you will incarnate like those creatures as well" Tajura said adding to everyone's horror.


Tajura offered a bundle of water to everyone, looking tired and thirsty.


The smell of the water in the coffin was very unpleasant. But there is no other choice.


"Just as I go in search of water, you come out of the shield dome. Not hearing my words," Tajura slightly complained.


"Where did you get the water?" Chief Sujinsha asked that.


"I searched for the remains of dead trees, there was a water supply stuck in the roots and trunk. But not much," Tajura replied as he watched the atmosphere of the sky begin to darken.


"Tonight, we had to stay here. Y'all sleep. Let me be awake" said Tajura, preparing himself and everyone to rest.


"See, how long has Alhirri been able?" Tajura turned to ask Taja.


A moment Taja noticed the strength of his fingers.


"I think Alhirri can survive until midnight" replied Taja.


Tajura switched to everyone.


"Now, everyone rest. Don't waste time. Collect your energy. We'll move in the middle of the night" Tajura said.


Taja opened a pack of dozens of pills. Just from that, the power supply for everyone persisted to this point. Plus the water smells very rare and has to be frugal.


"Pil Mujarab Multipurpose," Raojhin turned around while watching a pill from Taja. Not drinking it immediately.


"Squeaky. Just a grain, able to recover energy and endure hunger," murmured Raojhin. Not feeling, Taja stopped by his side.


"But very limited, it's fortunate that we have the Multipurpose Convenient Pill," Taja immediately swallowed it. Raojhin swallowed it.


"This Pill of Efficacy, given by Ki Ratma," said Taja made Raojhin widened.


"Ki Ratma?!" Raojhin called out the name while glaring at Taja. Just now Raojhin swallowed it. Someone with that name has a very bad reputation. Tanapura Traitor.


"He, your stepfather, Rao," Taja's words choked Raojhin. Taja patted Raojhin's back to calm down.


"What's? My step-dad?!" Raojhin gaped, between disbelief and implied anger in his face imagining the figure of Ki Ratma.


"Save your energy, Rao. Don't be emotional" Taja undoes Raojhin's emotions.


"Sleeping soon. We'll move in the middle of the night," Taja threw himself down, not far from Raojhin fell too.


"stepfather...?" Still heard Raojhin muttering lying next to Taja.


"Why can...?" Raojhin muttered.


"Sst .. sleep, Rao ...," Taja sizzled, moving sideways to Raojhin. Then the mood was silent. Everyone was tired and asleep. Unless only Tajura is awake, watch the time roll in the shade of the night getting late.


Full moon almost full of shades of blood adorn the magnificent eastern horizon. The shadows of the past are vividly reflected in Tajura's mind about this place.


Spirit Valley. Wrapped in magical power for a very long time. An area as vast as an ocean of sand and soil, scattered precipitously and rocks everywhere.


The Valley of the Spirits, once a sea of green trees, but changed as it is today due to a massive massacre between two camps of human troops. Kakilangit Slaughterers and Soldiers. Flashback to the war, seen by Tajura in the silence of his mind. Traces of the tragic events of the past are etched very real. The screams of thousands of humans mingled in pain, death and curses.


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