THE FIRE EAGLE

94. Hunting the swords of Geni the killer 9

Princess Dian Prameswari dwibuana, stomping her legs, her body bounces backwards after attacking to no avail.

Prince Shun Land got up after pushing Boma's body. He took out the chopsticks of the king of hell's inheritance from the commander of the Chopsticks.

Suddenly the chopsticks were in the hands of the prince of Shun Land, the king of hell's chopsticks that were originally two long, elongated like sticks and slightly enlarged.

Karba's guide looks from behind a huge tree gawking, seeing a miracle. The hand that was empty, suddenly there was a stick even though it was not too long.

The snake tail turned quickly towards Boma and the prince of Shun Land.

With the energy flow in the prince Shun Land to meet the tail fluttering brown boa snake, like there is a knife eye chopsticks cut the tail of the snake.

The blackish-brown boa snake hissed loudly, and ambushed towards Dian Prameswari's daughter dwibuana, whom I had just corrected her horses.

Prince Sanjaya triloka, leaping high while swinging the black Braja sword, towards the mouth of the blackish brown boa snake.

The sword darted quickly into the lower mouth, but it was blunt, only deflecting the direction of his attack half a fathom, from Dian Prameswari's daughter dwibuana,

While the prince Sanjaya triloka bounced several spears.

Not until there the boa snake that was angry because its tail was broken by the prince of Shun Land, opened its mouth wide at the head of the princess Dian Prameswari dwibuana.

Princess Dian Prameswari dwibuana like a hypnotist still fixated her head looking up to see the mouth of a brown boa snake that gaping wide.

Prince Shun Land was far enough away to help.

Prince Sanjaya triloka held his breath deeply regretting himself, unable to help the older brother who really needed help.

The sound of a large object whirring was heard from above, the branches of the tree were broken and hit by something that was sliding very fast.

The beak of the eagle of fire hit the head over the brown boa snake, its powerful claws clutching the upper body near the head.

The sharp beak of the eagle of fire penetrates into the lower mouth of the snake boa blackish brown.

The large body of the blackish brown boa snake in the lift and in the dings towards the big tree.

The black-brown boa fell violently against a large tree, its head covered in blood its bones crumbled, and it did not wart anymore.

It happened so fast, all who saw as if like a dream, daughter Dian Prameswari dwibuana could survive.

The eagle of fire stood gallantly near the daughter of Dian Prameswari dwibuana.

There was a voice in the inner voice of the Fire Lord.

"Stying like a bad luck hero, if you want to help from the first, so there are not many people who are difficult" the voice of the earth dragon Sabui scoffed at the actions of the Fire Lord.

"Be quiet you stinking dragon of the land" that was all the Fire Lord returned the scorn of the earth dragon Sabui.

Princess Dian Prameswari approached the heroine of the Fire Lord, saying, "thank you, my friend, you have saved my life".

The Fire Lord nodded his head and flew back valiantly.

Karba's guide came out from behind a tree, herding four horses.

Prince Shun Land approached Dian Prameswari's daughter dwibuana, "sorry I can't protect you".

Prince Sanjaya triloka rushed to his eldest brother, full of regret, if the eagle of fire did not come on time maybe he will regret for the rest of his life.

"Where is the brother hurt" asked the prince Sanjaya triloka, with the older brother.

"No sister, Nusa Kencana satria, I'm fine" said daughter Dian Prameswari dwibuana answering her sister's question.

"Mr Boma and the lords of all of us must immediately continue the journey, so as not to be late on the road", Karba the guide warned.

The four of them continued their journey, the Karba guide in front followed by Prince Shun Land, along with the princess Dian Prameswari dwibuana and behind Boma and prince Sanjaya triloka.

The border of the village is marked only by a large rock left right, and on the side of the large rock it is in the arrangement of slightly low stones extending to the left and right.

Prince Shun Land and the other four walked slowly, riding his horse.

From there began to look some Houses made of wood board, the house is in the form of a stilt house, the floor is about half fathom from the ground surface, to avoid the animals jellat that bab* forest.

They all got off their horses, entered the village of haunted, but the village was as deserted as it was uninhabited.

The day began to twilight the group of princes Shun Land, glancing to the right and to the left looking for residents who can be questioned.

Karba's guide was astonished because three days ago the village was not like this. The conditions at that time were normal.

Karba led towards the place of his acquaintance, whom he used to visit to stay near the small stall in the village.

But once there, the door was tightly closed, the stall that used to be open until night, it was closed.

Karba knocked on the door while calling the one who had the house.

"Excuse me Mr. Kalur, excuse me Mr. Kalur, mr. Kalur".

But there's no answer.

"Sir Kalur is Karba sir". After Karba mentioned the name, the door rang open a little, the owner of the house Mr. Kalur pulled out his head.

After making sure his guest, that he is a person known by Mr. Kalur open the door and get out.

"Sorry Mr. Karba, there's another scary thing here, so we're every night to close the door, and not go out and get any unfamiliar guests". Mr. Kalur gave his understanding.

"Cassover here, help the guest gentlemen loosen his horse, and take care of his horse". Mr. Kalur ordered his son named Kasjo.

An eleven-year-old boy came out, herded two horses to the side of the house, there was a simple stables.

Mr. Kalur let his guests in, inside there are four, each room there is a bed with pandan leaf mats that are woven, wide enough for two people to sleep.

More into there is one more room fused with the kitchen, where to cook using pawon of clay, equipment almost all made of baked clay, from the cauldron and so on.

"Mom make warm water, and cook yams to prop up the stomachs of our guests".

Without saying much karyi mother wife Pak Kalur to back to prepare food and drinks.

They sat in a circle only Boma who was lying on his side facing the middle.

Prince Sanjaya began to talk by asking, what happened until the village, like a dead village.

"Pak Kalur is actually what happened to this village, until the residents did not dare to go out in the afternoon until night"

Mr. Kalur told from the beginning of the incident until it happened like this.

Three months ago, when three days were ahead of the full moon, three warriors in all-black clothes, and covered their faces with cloths, and, came abducting a girl and a boy aged between ten years to twelve years.

The father of the girl who was killed viciously, who tried to defend his only daughter, will be deprived of three warriors, the mother who held her hand, the girl, the hand broke on the sabet of the sword of one of them.

The second month of the incident, happened again, already four girls and four boys who were kidnapped, the warriors who veiled.

The last incident happened, yesterday this happened during the day, the victim's son ma turmi who came home from the port city, his workplace.

The younger brother of the ipeng victim can escape even though his feet are injured by the thorns of the forest, but unfortunately, said the money given by the benevolent young benefactor all taken three veiled warriors.

"That's how the gentlemen are" Mr. Kalur silenced the story.

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