The Musafir

The Battle Against the Scorpion King

“Mantingan, you are in great danger!”

“Rara?”

TRUE THAT Mantingan heard it was the voice of Rara. Which has not appeared for a long time. The one that has been around for a long time wants to forget. Now the voice has reappeared. It was as if the old miss was almost closed.

“Mantingan, I will remind you, Kiai Guru Kedai once warned you if you meet scorpions this much. Mantingan, you should have noticed since the scorpions did not hesitate to attack you."

The mantingan was silent for a moment while continuing to step back. Then a moment later he realized that he was dealing with a great danger. Mantingan turned to the North River Angel behind him.

“Run as far back as possible.” The mantan said quietly, half whispering. He handed the Light Magic Throw in his hand to the swamp's angel.

“I cannot, I cannot.” The North River's angel shook strongly. “What if there is another scorpion behind me?”

Manten stared at him sharply for a while, then back he said, “Virtually no scorpions behind. If there is, it is just a little. Use your sword against them.”

“Mantingan, you want to leave me alone in this creepy cave?”

“Saudari Sungai Utara, with all due respect I have no intention of harming you or abandoning you. Go to the back, then you'll be safe. If you're here, with me, you're gonna be fucked. Understand?”

“Mantingan, I stay scared!” The Angel of the North River was no longer able to contain his anxiety and fear.

What a shadow it would be if running alone was just like taking a life. But he also knew that what Mantingan would face was no small danger, which he himself could not necessarily overcome. Therefore, the Angel of the North River is in doubt. His fears are real right now.

The mantan took out another sheet of Light Magic Throw. Bend it, then believe me. Mantingan once again glanced at the Northern River Angel with a sharp glare.

“Go now, or not for forever.”

The Northern River Angel felt the seriousness of the Mantingan had already reached its highest level. The mantle is not kidding. The danger that comes is huge. Going now or not forever is no joke. The girl gulped down her saliva, turned around and ran while closing half her eyes.

After feeling the Northern River Angel was far enough away, Mantingan again turned his head forward. His current gaze was sharper than his gaze on the Northern River Angel earlier.

“Mantingan, remember, face with a cool head. The poison from the scorpion king could kill you in no time. You have to be careful.” Inside Mantingan's head, Rara said worriedly.

Mantingan smiling even though his current condition can not be said to be good. Smile for Rara. Showing how much he still loves Rara no matter what the situation is.

The mantan still continued to step back slowly. The scorpions that come are increasing, multiplying. But no one was close enough to attack him. The mantan still felt the handle of the sword. Ready to take it out to face the real enemy.

Faintly from a distance, Mantingan saw two spheres of sparkling red light. Red and threatening. The young man knew what he was facing right now. So Mantingan decided to stop his steps.

A moment after the Mantingan stopped, there came an unusually loud hissing sound. Fulfill the silent hallway of goa. Stabbing the ear deeply. The mantle is undaunted. The hundreds of scorpions that were originally chasing Mantingan, now stopped, even slowly began to retreat.

While the two circles glittering red was getting closer and closer. Slowly Mantingan could see his form. The mantel grunted quietly. In front of him was a creature that was touted as the king of scorpions. Jaran once found, but once found always in the deepest part of the cave. The length of this scorpion king is almost equal to that of a human, if one fathom. He was less than half a fathom. Its poison tail was curved, its length exceeding its own body length.

Mantangs do not understand animal language, especially scorpion language. So the possibility of peace that he can get is very small, while the possibility of fighting that he got is very large. The large creature in front of him also seemed to not want to reconcile.

The mantle took a step back and slipped the Light Magic Throw on the cracked wall of the passageway, before his two hands grasped the sword hilt in a steady stance.

Mantingan recalls Kiai Guru Kedai's words on how to deal with the leader of the scorpion. The fastest is the winner. Normally, the scorpion king would attack using his tail at a speed exceeding lightning speed. It was enough to directly kill its prey with poison as well with wounds.

After the scorpion leader is defeated, other scorpions under his leadership will attack brutally. No matter what they die for if the leader is gone.

The mantan felt that this scorpion king was already very dangerous, there was no guarantee that he could defeat it. Even if defeated, the Mantingan must face hundreds or even thousands of crazy scorpions that attack it.

The fight will happen very quickly. Invisible. Bringing life to the afterlife in a short time.

“Rara, if I die later, I won't regret it. At least I'll catch up with you.” Mantingan said softly while laughing small.

“If you die, the beautiful girl you are responsible for will die.” Rara said in a flat voice.

“So you're jealous?”

“Clearly only.”

“That means you still love me."

“I love you. Forever.”

The king of scorpions makes movements. The mantle was ready from now on. With a smile on his lips, Mantingan jerked his legs forward. Rara's sentence managed to make her battle spirit.

The whole movement seemed to be slow in Mantingan's eyes. He could slowly see the huge scorpion's tail moving closer to him and he could also feel how he was drifting at incredible speed but still seemed slow.

In a speed exceeding this lightning speed, the Mantingan's body could no longer be seen as a clear shadow. It became invisible. The same thing happened to the scorpion king, his tail was no longer visible, becoming a shattering shadow.

The mantle is getting closer to the body of the scorpion, but that's actually not a good thing. For the more he approached the body of the king of scorpions, the more the Mantingan approached the poisonous tail.

It's a battle of speed. The fastest is the winner.

The mantle is above the body of the scorpion king. The tip of the scorpion's venomous tail was right in front of its face, less than a quarter fathoms. As powerful as the Mantingan swung his sword upwards. It is not easy to do everything at high speed, sometimes the body is difficult to move according to the will of the mind. While the tip of the venomous tail was getting closer to the face. Ready to smash the head of the Mantingan to pieces.

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author note:

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