The Thousand Mask Warrior

Tapered Bamboo Lembows

With an unusually wild movement devoured by lust, the pirates Annam and Champa ran like a possessed man chasing the figure of Jayaseta who disappeared into the lush grove of trees and other plants. Each of them grasped several pointed bamboo stems that were supposed to be used to help attack the ship Sasangka was riding.

The path of destiny says another. It turned out that Sasangka was not that easy to destroy. He was assisted by another unknown figure, Jaka Pasirluhur, who although not knowing each other, turned out to be a swordsman choose a match as well. Not to mention the arrival of three other ships containing the people of Lan Xang who inevitably just give help to their friends on board the ship Lan Xang attacked. Not to mention another element that was again unexpected, namely the presence of Pratiwi, Yu and Fong Pak Laoya who managed to disrupt their attacks.

Now, when in fact the person they were trying to target had even ruined this grand plan, they could not possibly hold themselves back anymore.

Actually there are two parts of the boat group who want to go to help their colleagues. However, only a small part of it is left behind. The rest had been gone a long time.

So, some boats with dozens or maybe more than twenty pirates who feel lucky to complete the great work of the New World group. At least that's their assumption.

All of the bare-chested and pimpled pirates ran quickly to uncover the green grass of the forest. But all their efforts are not too big, because in just a few breaths they have found what they are looking for.

The figure of Jayaseta stands in the middle of a spacious area surrounded by large trees. The ground is decorated with short grasses and plant root tendrils. There was also a stream of water that formed a kind of small creek, which was only as wide as the human body lay.

Jayaseta covered her mouth and most of her head with a piece of cloth, leaving only a pair of eyes that, although narrow, were seen looking on the gut. He stood firm, even in a relaxed state. His Jurorless Moist Horses were hidden in that deceptive style of establishment. He holds no weapons at all, no keris no dagger of any kind.

The leader of the pirates unfurled the ranks of his men who stood lined up piled up in front of the warrior figure. Without a word, without language, Jayaseta's eyes behind the fabric that became a mask on his face and head showed a real challenge.

Jayaseta clenched one of her hands and raised it into the air, returning was a sign of challenge.

"That's right! This bastard asked to die. Let's see how good he is. He's been tracking the faces and bodies of some of our friends. A quite charming and convincing bluffing movement. But can he face us all at once?" said the leader in a language that can be understood by both Annamites and Champa. "Give me that bamboo javelin!" later orders.

One forward pirate approached him and gave him two long, slender spiky bamboo stems. The taper bamboo tip looks fresh, maybe not long sharpened.

"We have to help Mr. Jayaseta" Ireng said.

As he was about to advance, his shoulder was held in bed. "Don't, Ireng! Let it. Let's look and watch from here. Jayaseta will finish it alone. Right now, that's the main story. You don't need to worry about silat's ability and don't know what plan is in his brain. If luck is bad, then we make the decision to do something for him" Katilapan said. His face showed an earnest look, making Ireng resign and follow what Katilapan asked.

SHUTT!!

The bamboo javelin was thrown towards Jayaseta. This throw was like a mockery and experiment from a leader of this pirate troupe to Jayaseta. The hope is that maybe Jayaseta will pull him off so that they can all measure up to the opponent's abilities.

Unfortunately, they are not aware of who is being faced.

Jayaseta deftly caught the spiky bamboo javelin, then spun around and threw it back at the pitcher.

Surprise made the leader of the group dodge quickly. He succeeded, but not with the men behind him who had to be lucky. The bamboo stick broke through his neck.

Hoarseness came out of the throat of the pirate when his life was drawn out of his body. It twitched before it fell stiffly.

Not having time to think about what had just happened, Jayaseta glided down on his bragglers. His body slid quickly on the ground, jumping over a small tributary like walking on it, then using just a little energy to punch the fist of Bogem Watu Gunung towards the bodies that stood unprepared.