The Musafir

Falling in the Eternal Darkness

COUNTLESS more how long they had been in that misleading dark passageway. A dozen times they stopped to sleep and stopped to eat. The madness of the soul almost attacked the Northern River Angel if only then did not find a glimmer of hope.

Hallway's over. Really over. But that doesn't mean they've come out to ground level. They entered an even larger, much larger tunnel, about twenty-five fathoms high, about the same width as the height.

The tunnel they were exploring was not a narrow tunnel. On one side is a deep abyss that does not seem basic, can bring a person into eternal darkness. On the other side is a rock-sized walkway. It is not a road that is deliberately made, but just call it a road where the foot can tread.

There was almost no light there except for the two lights from the Light Magic Throw that were carried by the Mantingan and the Northern River Angel. The bright light they brought bounced almost to the entire tunnel, as if it was teasing the eternal tranquil darkness in this tunnel.

Now they could hear other sounds besides the sound of their own steps. There could be water droplets, or the fall of a small piece of rock into a deep abyss. Reverberating and echoing.

Mantingan said that they should not be far from the exit, because very rarely there is a tunnel of this size that is too deep on the ground. The Mantingan speech was a bit of a relief to the thought of the North River Angel who was almost crazy.

They walked on that path, now more cautious and unable to relax. The Mantingan walked ten steps in front of the North River Angel, to ensure the path they passed was safely stepped on for the North River Angel.

Along the way, the Mantingan could see the sparkle of precious gems. But unfortunately, Mantingan had absolutely no intention of depriving it of this place. In addition to endangering their existence here, Mantingan also felt that his attitude would change if he had great wealth.

The longer they walked, the more the tunnel widened, the more it was filled with colorful gems, the bigger the ravine beside them. Mantingan warns the North River Angel behind him to always pay attention to his steps, slipping or tripping once can lead them to the afterlife.

Now they can even see the presence of bats hanging from the ceiling of the tunnel. Signs that the exit is getting closer. Bidadari Sungai Utara girang is not playing.

“Mantingan, walk a little faster. Honestly I can't wait.” The Northern River Angel walked quickly closer to Mantingan, as if the path was wide enough to overtake.

“Saudari River, do dek—”

Only for a moment did the Northern River Angel be near Mantingan, the stepped path crackled like large teeth rubbing against it, before collapsing a blink of an eye later.

The North River's angel bought the eyes. His feet did not feel like stepping on anything. His heart was racing and pounding hard like gondam in the chest. His blood seemed to rise upwards. Screaming loudly as he slammed down.

The mantle widened his eyes, he himself fell down as well. His mind was calm, it was incredible to be able to think clearly in times like these. Mantingan saw the North River Angel sliding down. He must reach it. Soon the girl could not be arrested.

The mantle moved fast, very fast, as if nothing was faster than its movement. Be thankful! Mantingan still had time to reach the hand of the North River Angel with his left hand, while the right hand gripped the rocks on it, preventing them from falling into endless darkness.

They hang, tell each other not to fall. Manten grimaced in pain. Immediately he used his inner strength to lift the North River Angel back up, but it was too late, too late.

Before they fell earlier, the Northern River Angel was so excited, that it involuntarily sweaty palms. It becomes deadly in situations like this. His grip on the loose coat. His body plunged uncontrollably down. A raucous shout filled the desolate and dark abyss.

“SAUDARI!!” The mantan could only shout loudly to the Northern River Angel whose body was swallowed by the darkness. The Northern River Angel was completely lost from sight. Only the sound of his screams was still faintly heard.

Mantingan did not have much time to think, but in his mind, the Northern River Angel could still be saved. The mind without basis. The mantel strengthens his heart. His right hand took off the handle on the rock. His body slid down, just like the Northern River Angel who was engulfed in darkness. The Light Magic Throw was still within his grasp.

Mantingan uses Eagle Eye Science and sharp hearing science at once. His body was leaned down, with his hands and feet held together. The radiance of the Northern River Angel is still visible in the darkness, but is not held by the Northern River Angel. Even so, Mantingan vaguely saw the existence of the Northern River Angel thanks to the reflected light of the Light Magic Throw.

The mantan sent dozens of tread attacks backwards in order to speed up the pace of his body. The North River Angel is becoming more and more clear. Mantingan accelerated faster before the North River Angel touched the base.

“A little more, come ... come ... yes!”

Mantingan was never so hopeful, but now his hope is fulfilled. Bidadari Sungai Utara successfully achieved. The girl was unconscious due to intense fear. The situation is gripping. The mantises have to work harder for them to land safely.

But, can it happen? While they drove quickly down without a foothold at all. Even the Mantings themselves did not know how deep this abyss was, and how long they would continue to slide uncontrollably.

“Saudari River, wake up!”

Free Spoken mantle or even scream though, his voice was disguised by the boisterous sound of the wind. After all, the North River Angel will still be difficult to wake up. And so unkindly, Mantingan embraced the back and head of the North River Angel tightly, until the girl's chin rested on her shoulders.

They're still sliding down. It is getting faster and more uncontrollable. The mantan stared anxiously at the depths below him. Worse yet, the Northern River Angel could not use the science of lightening his own body. This is really not an easy thing for Mantingan.

The mantan focused his attention. At least at this time, there is still a Wind Control Science that hopefully helps. Although previously Mantingan never use three styles at once at the same time, but he will still try it.

“Work ... Work ....” Mantingan begged expectantly for the Science of Wind Control to work. Very rarely did he expect to get to this.

It's not easy, but Wind Control Science works! The mantel draws a happy breath, but that does not mean relief. Even with the Wind Control Science though, they would still slide fast to deadly levels. The mantle must find another way.

A great sense of regret roared him. Mantingan procrastinate to learn the science of lightening a tall body. Mantingan did not feel that he was going to go to a very high place, so he felt no need to rush to learn the science of lightening the body.

In his spare time, Mantingan only drank tea and enjoyed the scenery. Really wasting time! Though at that time, Mantingan can enjoy the scenery, drink tea, and read the book together. But laziness managed to control half of Mantingan. There's no regret it comes now. The mantle cannot turn time.

Return he centered his mind on what was in front of him. If he is given a chance to live once more, Mantingan will correct his mistake. Hope so.