The Thousand Mask Warrior

Candrasas

Karsan threw the iron plate tucked behind his shirt.

It turns out that Jayaseta said, he needed this one plate for self-defense. There were two iron plates that Jayaseta managed to seize when he attacked Pratiwi at the Abun inn the other day.

One Jayaseta himself was worn against two ronin and officers of the Walanda de Jaager. The plate saved him from the gunshot of the bule. The second one saved Karsan.

Jayaseta had warned Karsan that in the face of Walanda and her claws, they needed more preparation. Walanda's cunning is very famous. They are also happy to use weapons and fire powder. It is better for Karsan to slip one of the plates he took from Pratiwi, because he was an archer swordsman who dealt with long-range attacks.

And it was proven.

Karsan took a deep breath, stood up slowly and looked behind the tall weeds, his three comrades were sliding down with a burning battle cry.

"Kesuma, Mahendra, Sasangka!" he yelled.

The three colleagues looked in the direction of the sound. The three breathed a sigh of relief and laughed loudly, "*******, still alive it turns out you, Karsan," Sasangka said laughing loosely.

"Wait, I'll catch up, we finish them off!" karsan replied while taking one arrow out of his pocket.

He saw Pratiwi also running up to the top while smiling cunningly. He understood that Karsan was saved from being shot by his men by the iron plate from the armor now being worn by Pratiwi as well.

***

Jayaseta fell to her knees. His pair of eyes looked at Pratiwi under the hill.

During the fight against Walanda's entourage of officers and Japanese ronin, he managed to resist the curse poison Kanjeng Kyai Ageng Plered, Nagataksaka and Garuda Sentanu so as not to come out.

But for the sake of seeing the murderous face of his grandfather's teacher who was about to finish his king, his heart burned with anger.

As a result, the exhaustion and injuries his body was going through plus a burning sense of anger, making all the magical power within his soul fighting each other want to come out.

He tried to stand while holding on to the tree.

***

Sasangka chopped the foot of one soldier under Pratiwi with his wedhung. The soldier's sick cries did not last long because Mahendra slashed his neck.

Kesuma twitched to the left from the sword of a soldier who attacked from under the hill. It didn't take long to get his wedhung into the armpits of the enemy. Sasangkan and Mahendra came like a deer stuck their daggers into the stomach, neck and head of the soldier.

Karsan's arrow shot out, hitting the shoulders, chest and eyes of the other soldiers.

All the soldiers were gone instantly.

The four now confronted and faced Pratiwi with both keris without his luk.

"It's all done, Pratiwi. Rotten female impostor like you will definitely get the reward," said Karsan who stretched his gang towards Pratiwi.

Pratiwi smiled, "You know how Jayaseta's brother is?"

"Sweety!" Sasangka spit on the ground. "You're really a crazy woman! How could Jayaseta have forgiven you for killing the grandfather of the country of Hindustan. Especially hoping for his love. I've never known a cruel and crazy woman like you" he continued.

"I don't think you have the right to decide that, ladies and gentlemen," Pratiwi replied relaxed and calm.

"Well, if that's what you want, we'll leave you to Jayaseta and see what your fate will be," this time Karsan spoke behind his gang.

A pair of Pratiwi eyes sparkled, "So, sis Jayaseta is fine? As expected, he would definitely win against his enemies, let alone those stupid Walanda officers."

"If it's not crazy, I don't know what it's called. You are clearly on the side of the Betawi land led by the Walanda bulls. You should feel anxious when your leader loses and maybe once killed on the hill there," said Kesuma.

"Take me to Jayaseta's brother. Neither my business nor ours is none of your business" said Pratiwi still with sparkling eyes.

These four Jayaseta warriors shook their heads almost simultaneously so speechless about the strangeness of the girl.

"Back off, don't approach the woman" Jayaseta's voice rang out from the top of the hill.

Pratiwi looked up and saw the male figure of his tribe standing up there, "Kakang ... Jayaseta. I'll be there brother. We'll be united. No one will stand in our way" cried Pratiwi flirtatiously.

"Jayaseta, we're sure you'll win, ha ha ha ..," Kesuma laughed with relief, along with his three colleagues.

But then they all saw Jayaseta crashing to the ground. They faintly heard Jayaseta's weak cry, "Nagataksaka, Garuda Sentanu, ... Nagatsaka ... Garuda ...."

Karsan looked at the three pairs of dagger warriors, "The attack came again. It seems that Jayaseta is fighting the poison power in her body" Karsan said.

"I'll go upstairs, Karsan. You take care of the woman" said Sasangka. The others nodded and Sasangka had already slid up the hill towards the collapse of Jayaseta.

Pratiwi looked at the faces of his enemies who seemed to be shrouded in anxiety.

"What's wrong with Jayaseta's brother?" tanyakanya. When no one answered, he raised his tone, "What's wrong with Jayaseta's leg? What happened to Jayaseta's brother? Why did it collapse like that?" anxiety is now transmitted to Pratiwi.

"Heh, do you really care or pretend, cunning woman? All right, I'll let you know before we punish you. Jayaseta suffered injuries due to an incredible inner energy. The grandfather you killed at the time was on a quest to treat him. Jayaseta must pass the disease by trying to die, or his consciousness will be taken away by the alien force. As a result Jayaseta can be crazy and ferocious, or he will be killed eaten by the power itself," said Mahendra at length.

"Rear ...," Pratiwi's voice sounded softly. "You should let me see the situation right now, too," said Pratiwi later, lowly.

"******* not know yourself. You will get your turn later ...," unfinished Karsan said, Pratiwi threw something at him. The object stuck in his upper left arm, the arm used to hold the bow.

Karsan's stifled screams sounded. His arrow shot wildly into Mahendra's calf.

Pratiwi picked up an object similar to the one he threw at Karsan from his hair, then slid towards Kesuma who was not aware.

Pratiwi thrust the weapon towards Kesuma's neck. Pratiwi pulled his hand when Kesuma made his wedhung towards Pratiwi's hand so that the object did not go deeper, but no doubt blood spurted from the stab wound.

Even so, these three warriors collapsed instantly, in just three blinks of an eye.

***

Candrasa is a weapon shaped like a bun decoration on the hair. This weapon is included in the type of stabbing weapon that will be used when the enemy is in a careless or unsuspecting state. This weapon belonging to the password is very familiar used by women.

This weapon is not very visible to the opponent. Therefore, how to use it is to slip it on a bun or hair tie, similar to a kondhe skewer.

The tip of this candrasa is made very pointed and branched. The pointed tip is made sharp through sharpening using grindstones.

What is even more terrifying is that Pratiwi's candrasa is poisonous and extremely deadly. Therefore, Karsan and Kesuma immediately collapsed after being hit by the prick of Candrasa Pratiwi. Unfortunately, Karsan's arrow that accidentally stuck in Mahendra's calf was also poisonous.

***

Pratiwi grabbed a pair of keris without its wound which he dropped to the ground.

While sliding up towards the top of the hill where Jayaseta was, Pratiwi slit Mahendra's neck with a keris in his right hand, piercing Kesuma's heart through the sidelines of his shoulder blade using a kris in his left hand, pulled the medua keris and pierced Karsan's chest until it broke his chest.

Pratiwi continued to run up, leaving the three warriors who were dying, without even turning back again.