The Thousand Mask Warrior

Battle on the Fifth River: A Little Different Dress

Pratiwi and Yu became a pair of appendages in their shortness. This was actually unintentional. Pratiwi who was forced to not be able to use his inner power was still able to move agile and nimble. The weapons in both hands were absolute, especially to finish the fight as quickly as possible by killing the enemy. If you still have the power in, empty hands can destroy the flesh and break the bones of the opponent.

Only, although it could be said that Pratiwi was still as agile, still with Yu, his attacks found an extension and complement.

Yu threw a needle that hit a point on the thigh of a Viet rover, paralyzing him temporarily, making Pratiwi freely throw a keris into his chest.

Likewise, when the remaining one of Annam's pirates attacked Yu, Pratiwi immediately ambushed and made Yu avoid danger. That way, he can open the right distance to throw the needle back. Two needles at once directly pierced the opponent's chest, at the point where the enemy felt difficulty breathing. The Pratiwi came back and slashed his neck, opened it with a dagger and made the enemy like a chicken that had been slit, floundering to death on the deck of the ship.

Pratiwi took a slow breath. Relief spread throughout his nerves and veins. It felt like for too long he had not done this, killing the enemy. Power and strength came out and gushed from above his head.

Yu looked sharply at the wife. He tried to find the remains of an abomination on the girl's face. But Pratiwi is aware. He can hide that satisfaction. However, he could not lie that there had been a lot of changes that had happened to him. There is a strange sense of unease and condolence on her husband if he is found to still have pleasure for the cruelty he committed. In fact, Pratiwi was not just a female swordsman. In his youth he was already a murderer, a slayer and the leader of assassins.

“We're done here,” short Pratiwi told Yu.

“We will check the captain first to make sure he is safe and ...,” Yu suspends his words when both himself and Pratiwi clearly see the smoke rising from the middle of the ship they live in. Before long the noise and noise was heard.

The two looked at each other.

“Yu, our work is not done yet. This ship was successfully penetrated. There are other pirates who boarded the ship,” exclaimed Pratiwi.

Yu followed up exclaiming. “Fong Pak Laoya!”

The two quickly ran back to the center of the ship. On the way they saw the crew and the slaves had dropped their bodies into the river while the fire had devoured parts of the ship.

Pratiwi saw a group of pirates who despite being as small as the Annam people but have a slightly different face, skin color and clothing.

Her tiny body was just about to shoot out an attack when she saw something shocking as well as awesome.

SRETT!

SRETT!

Fong Pak Laoya moved quickly amid the siege of the Champa pirates who tried to shower him with attacks from swords, daggers and spears. Pratiwi can also clearly see the weapon used by the Laoya, which is an unusual sword. The blade of the sword was so pliable as a scan or whip, it was pliable and the third firm sound was set.

Pratiwi could not deny that suddenly he was surprised and fascinated by the moves used by the healer and shaman. He almost forgot that Laoya was not just a healer, he was a qualified Chinese martial artist. The proof alone he managed to get to Sukadana on the island of Tanjung Pura from Chinese soil, while his colleagues have been said to have died entirely on the way.

Fong Pak Laoya himself looks calm in the face of his attackers. He even suddenly shouted in a language known to his attackers. “I've been through the Champa coast since you guys were running around naked. Come forward if you want to die in my hands!”

Surprised by the Champa pirates because the unknown foreign figure was able to speak in their tongues directly plus a slash of flexible swords slapping towards them. Even without realizing it, in one sabet, although it looks still far from the target, their arms and shoulders are actually slashed. Somehow the strange sword works.

After threatening the pirates with several dangerous sabetages so they were forced to retreat a little, Fong Pak Laoya looked towards Pratiwi and Yu. He exclaimed, “You want to stay there? This ship will soon burn. Those people did not want to leave the ship because they were already curious about me. You guys wanna follow them out? Just please. I've been waiting since.”

Pratiwi smiled faintly. He jumped lightly to the side of Laoya followed by Yu who had prepared his needles.

“You still have a lot of needles, Yu?” ask Pratiwi.

“Actually my needles are only for treating, Pratiwi, not for killing. Soon we will be completely out of needles, except for the ones I left to treat you,” Yu replied.