The Thousand Mask Warrior

Latoks

Karsa was inflamed seeing that Jayaseta was the arrival of reinforcements. He looked at the face of his grandson, Pratiwi, who though cold still looked a glimmer of worry there. It may be true that the grandson honestly said that his inner power had not recovered properly.

Jayaseta is amazed at how the world works, connecting seemingly complex sequences of fate in a path of life.

Bed and Narendra did not come together. There are still some Javanese who come with them. These Javanese were the remaining entourage of the treacherous assault of their comrades on the jukung boat. Those who can still survive shoulder to shoulder with Katilapan and Narendra against the enemies in the blanket.

Jayaseta then looked at Dara Cempaka and asked her how she was, "You all right, Dara?"

Dara Cempaka shook his head and smiled shyly. Katilapan and Narendra steal a look at the girl and how Jayaseta treats her. The two looked at each other and sent each other a sign. This was none of their business, though they had met Jayaseta's wife, Almira, and saved her from the attacks of Mandura's subordinate men, Karsa's twin brother, a pair of Baka Poets' swordsmen, and a pair of Baka Poets, jayaseta's personal affairs remain uninterrupted. They will tell everything, and it will be up to Jayaseta to respond, whether or not she will tell him and the girl.

Jayaseta grabbed Dara Cempaka's soft arm and handed her the mandai. "Well, go please release the residents. These two friends of mine will help you," he said, looking at the two friends. "Do you have something to use, Katilapan?"

The bed took a pair of rattan sticks behind her waist with her left hand, then threw them towards Jayaseta. "I just have this. Ginunting I use. I'm not like you make any weapon dangerous. Besides, you were familiar with that rattan stick, weren't you?" said Katilapan while smiling meaningfully recalling the events and experiences of their fight on the jung first.

Narendra touches Jayaseta's shoulder. "We're happy to see you, Jayaseta. Don't die first, there's a lot we can tell each other after we solve this problem" he said.

Jayaseta patted Narendra on the shoulder. "I promise I won't die. Please help and protect Dara Cempaka in saving the people of this village. Be careful of the slaves. They decided to leave this village and take the side of the opponent. They are engaged in this battle" Jayaseta said.

Dara Cempaka, Narendra and Katilapan immediately went to action in accordance with the plan.

Karsa and Pratiwi gawked at nothing. They are still too confused as to what really happened.

"No need to think about it too much. I'm here, there's no one else. Please find your gun first, old man. I will serve you until you are satisfied. But I didn't promise not to make you guys play around too long. Maybe I will rush this fight," said Jayaseta. Both of his hands grasped the two rattan rods steadily. He then twisted the weapon like playing mandau.

***

The group of Javanese who came with Narendra and Katilapan roared furiously. Armed with a kris in their hands, six Javanese men stormed the other Javanese troops who betrayed them. Now the six Javanese who were eaten by anger should be lucky enough because the gunners were killed by Narendra and Katilapan. But the chopsticks and arrows were still aiming for their lives.

The Power warriors from both sides were still both trying to kill each other in any way. Real warfare is not a canoe fight, rather it is a place where the science of kanuragan gets its most cunning use and application.

The slaves of the three ganged a warrior when he was already wounded by a Biaju warrior. They chopped the soldier's body with their long machete.

Long machetes are similar to pandat parang, named Parang Latok, Latok only, Latok Buku or Parang Pathi. This machete is commonly used for agriculture, although it also has uses in warfare as well.

The curved shape at the base is also created to be able to cut straight down, where one hand holds the handle, the other grasps the base of the straight blade. This was done to cut wood, or to cut off human heads as punishment in one fell swat.

Handles made of wood are usually tied with rattan to be firmly grasped. Other smaller varieties of latok machetes are called Buko or similar types called Sadap. With this machete weapon the slaves attacked and killed as many soldiers and citizens as possible. The machete weapon had been used for a long time in their daily work, but they secretly learned how to use the machete as a weapon.

***

Karsa flipped through the bodies of the dead Javanese shooters with his feet. Finally he found a soft sword. This short sword is famous as the sword of the nobles in the Majapahit kingdom. However, in Mataram time many soft swords are also made in their own style for the benefit of the use of more lay people.

One-eyed soft sword with a blade width from the base to the same end, while the tip is taper like a kitchen knife tip. The handle of the sword is made of buffalo horn.

Karsa picked up the sword from the waist of the Javanese gunner's corpse, depriving it of its war.

He walked to the side of Pratiwi then slashed his sword into the wind, feeling its weight and taste. "Enough. We can start to finish him off" Karsa said.

Jayaseta smiled at Karsa's words. Although he was not finished being astonished by the life of this endless grandfather.

Pratiwi himself whispered softly insinuating the grandfather. "This is what you wanted from the beginning, isn't it, grandpa? You have never listened to your grandson's orders and requests" Pratiwi said slowly.

"Ah, grandfather is sorry about that, Pratiwi," replied Karsa pretending to be sorry. "Then, you still want to take this guy home? You still want to be with her, be her lover?" her allusion.

"Damor....! I will forbid you to kill him, grandfather. Because I'm the one who has the right to stick these two kris in his chest!" pratiwi Balas.

Karsa again chuckled complacently. But secretly these two great-grandfather warriors were still equally worried that they could defeat Jayaseta. Pratiwi is clearly not in perfect condition. While he saw for himself that the grandfather had been beaten by Jayaseta and Karsa had not actually managed to bend, beat let alone kill the swordsman. He even suspected that his grandfather had been defeated many times, probably also killed at the hands of Jayaseta.

Pratiwi is not wrong, even Karsa also felt the rapid development of the young swordsman. Karsa felt that his ability and superiority lay solely in his immune science alone, Rawarontek.

But it's been put on the responsibility, it's already wet. He was tired of dying and coming back to life many times. It may be time to finish it all.

With his soft sword, without warning Karsa jumped against Jayaseta. "Yep....!"

Jayaseta already has a high sensitivity as a swordsman. Not only the science of canuragan, but his senses have also been trained and honed on many occasions today.

Pratiwi also does not want to lose. He attacked thrust two keris attacks at once in quick succession, into Jayaseta's chest and abdomen.

Jayaseta retreated and flapped Pratiwi's thigh, leaving him with a loss of balance. Jayaseta makes her bread.

THE PLAQUE!!

Pratiwi was pushed forward and slightly fell. His shoulder was not bruised, but torn and bleeding.

Apparently Jayaseta is not playing around. If what he was holding was a do or other sharp weapon, maybe Pratiwi's arm was off his shoulder.

Pratiwi. He was about to strike again, ignoring the painful pulse in his bleeding wound. But Karsa had already attacked by crossing several times at once. Jayaseta fended off and brushed off all attacks with her pair of pliable yet hard rotates.

Before long Karsa himself had to bear the consequences. Jayaseta hit the head, the neck continued to hit him at the speed of the devil, to all parts of the body up to the calf even then covered it with one hard strike to the kneecap of Karsa.

Dozens of rattan slabs did not hurt the old swordsman's skin. But even Pratiwi understood that his grandfather's bones were fractured in various places. Jayaseta gave neither of them a chance at time.

Likewise with Pratiwi who re-launched his piercing, felt much weaker than when he was in his true condition, especially Jayaseta has also grown too high.

So, Jayaseta only gives one chance to puncture which he easily tepis. After that ...

THE PLAQUE!

THE PLAQUE!

Both his hands were out of his hands. Both of his arms were bleeding.

THE PLAQUE!

THE PLAQUE!

Pratiwi's stomach and thighs were beaten. Blood is flowing again. A pair of rattan sharp as a sword in Jayaseta's hand.

"You must accept the punishment for killing my friends, Pratiwi. You must get the reward!"

THE PLAQUE!

THE PLAQUE!

Two consecutive blows struck Pratiwi's neck, making two large wound lines on each side. Pratiwi fell to his knees.

Jayaseta was ready to crack the skull of the beautiful little girl when Karsa's scream was followed by two small objects slid into Jayaseta's back.

SLEPPP...SLEPP!!

Jayaseta's body is stiff.

Two needles stuck at a specific nerve point in his body. The very point of danger, if left unchecked, would break all the vessels and kill Jayaseta.

Karsa unleashed his soft sword, stumbling to pull Pratiwi who was also badly wounded away as much as possible.

Jayaseta felt all her nerves and blood vessels, her heartbeat and her muscles. Once a jolt, both needles came off his back.

Yu stood behind Jayaseta. He who throws zhen jiu needles for treatment who, when he understands the use and knowledge, can be turned into a killer tool.

Thankfully, Jayaseta has gone through such things. He knows his body well, so that poisons and totok and all kinds of destructive abilities in the body he can fight and even overcome.

"Quick, take Pratiwi away!" yell Yu.

Karsa had dragged his grandson to the cavity in the fortress where the invading Biaju entered. Yu threw his needles again as quickly and as much as possible towards Jayaseta who brushed him off many times.

One needle escaped and stuck it in his shoulder. Giving Yu time to escape, following Karsa and Pratiwi.

Jayseta pulled out the needle, threw it on the ground and set the nerves in order to get back to their right mind.

He looked towards the departure of the three people who were already invisible once again.