The Thousand Mask Warrior

Scanning

“Dead you intruder!” The girl screamed stifled.

Jayaseta now saw a young woman with a face so sweet but with a frowning face full of anger appear exposed to the light. His hair was curled and decorated with several gold konde skewers with flower-shaped ornaments.

In the right hand of the girl was drawn a short keris without a curve or curve. Jayaseta knew the weapon as a patrem, a small kris that is usually reserved for women.

Patrem is chalky or cundrik-shaped that is straight or slightly notched. The most prominent of this patrem is its small size despite its thick bladed. For example, a small patrem is only a small, one inch, length. There is also a little longer, which is about five nyari, which is as long as five fingers are laid flat, or it could be two kilan.

This weapon is because it is small but powerful, often tucked in the konde, or hair rolls as a secret weapon of women but as far as Jayaseta this weapon is more familiarly used in the land of Java.

The tiny little patrem swept Jayaseta's stomach with unexpected speed and power.

Jayaseta had to step back a little. The attack escaped because indeed although the speed of the girl's stab was extraordinary, for a swordsman like Jayaseta patrem it was not long and fast enough to cut it.

Knowing her attack was raw, the girl attacked more ferociously but remained silent. Twice the puncture leads to the most dangerous parts of Jayaseta's body, stomach and chest.

Jayaseta has not yet fought. He just dodged, following the pattern of the attack of the girl who once again did not manage to touch even the tip of the nail Jayaseta clothes.

The girl looks angry. Even at night illuminated by a torch that was not as bright as day, Jayaseta could see a red hue of anger appearing on both cheeks of the girl who turned out to have very white and bright skin.

The girl this time attacked Jayaseta with a short jump, opening him with two sharp kicks and two stabs and another stroke of his patrem. This time Jayaseta fended off the girl's last attack, then on hitting the girl's inner right arm with her right palm. With her free left hand, Jayaseta grabbed the girl's other wrist and gave a light slap to the girl's right shoulder, leaving her strangled and shoved to the floor.

Patremnya.

“Badness!”

The girl looked a little in pain, but more irritated. His face is getting red. He did not care anymore about his patrem that was thrown to the floor.

He got up and scattered again towards Jayaseta whom he saw as an intruder with a wooden mask decorated with bird feathers.

Although the girl wore a knee-length cloth, it did not stop her from giving an unusually fast and hard kick.

Jayaseta although very able to avoid the kick of the girl with not so difficult, inevitably he was also amazed by the agility of the girl's silat. But of course Jayaseta was forced to once again take down the girl.

He came here because he wanted to deal with Datuk Mas Kuning, but instead there was a misunderstanding and was attacked by a sweet young girl who knew who she was.

With a strange, strident and unexpected movement, Jayaseta seemed to roll his body in one fell swoop when a kick with the girl's left leg struck his chest. This resulted in the body of Jayaseta who rolled it carrying the girl who then fell because of his right leg that supports the body that was rolled with Jayaseta's body.

This strange movement did not hurt the girl's legs or body, but made her lose balance and throw a little away from Jayaseta.

Jayaseta rolled back and stood with her Straight Without a Juror relaxed horses and part of her body was hidden in one corner of the court.

The girl was obviously still upset, curious and angry at the incident. But when he got up and was about to strike again, the middle-aged man pressed his shoulder from behind, “Dara, do not attack again. Enough is enough,” he said.

“But grandpa ... This masked person was an intruder who definitely had evil intentions. The insolent and cowardly criminal must be arrested and punished for daring to sneak into our house,” replied the girl with her soft and half-snooted voice.

“Let him alone, Dara. Grandfather wanted to know what his arrival meant. As a host, we must politely accept guests.”

“What tuk? A guest? Brash guest, do you mean grandpa?”

But the girl was too upset, “Datuukk ... “ he said this time sounded a bit spoiled but still looks his anger that seems to be exploding out of his face which suddenly became childish.

Regardless of what the grandfather said, the girl named Dara took off a piece of cloth covering her lower body. Behind the cloth, he was wearing a pair of pants, while the cloth he had taken off was a sheet of scan, a sheath-like cloth made of silk.

Dara rolled up her scan and held tightly at both ends with both hands. The lines of this young girl's face hardened, her gaze sharpened.

With this scan Dara lunged at Jayaseta with a fast movement but without sound. Scan it he flicked loudly towards the masked face of Jayaseta. The flick of the dara scan seemed to explode in front of the face of Jayaseta who managed to retreat dodging.

One more flickering is after the swordsman. Scan the silk that he shook like a wave that hit the beach.

Basically scan is just an ordinary piece of cloth. Its malleability and destructive power as a weapon are still far inferior to the whip or whip chain. But when used correctly, the blast when flicked can create a blistering wound in the skin or more severe, an internal wound.

Seeing this situation Jayaseta felt it was impossible to just stand still and avoid. Even Dara also understood that he could not constantly attack this intruder with his scan because the sound produced could invite guards.

Jayaseta decides to end this fight by going forward and planning on giving back a little bit of a slap back towards Dara's shoulder and incapacitating the young woman without actually injuring her.

It's just that, scan is not just a cloth body cover or as part of clothing, but also designed as a weapon. So it is not surprising if the Jayaseta attack can be detained by Dara. Then scan it Dara use to lock Jayaseta's arm by wrapping it quickly then rotated towards the neck of the attacker with the intention as well as strangling him.

Cindai is known as one of the weapons in silat science. People from the Malay or Minang land often use it as a protective weapon from dagger, knife or sword attacks. A capable swordsman can incapacitate the attackers by locking the attackers' wrists and disarming them.

Scan can also protect the body from sharp weapons attacks because the fabric folds are quite thick and layered.

Jayaseta was a little surprised because he did not expect his attack to be locked in such a way. So with one jolt Jayaseta tried to escape by being forced to throw Dara with the movement of his hips and shoulders.

Dara was thrown but landed by rolling swiftly on the wooden floor. He again mounted the horses by stretching his scan overhead, preparing to attack again.

“If you really want to talk to me, do not hesitate to immediately finish this game with my granddaughter, kisanak!” suddenly the Grandfather said slowly to Jayaseta.

With the ability of high sasmita, Jayaseta understands the intention of the grandfather who already understands the arrival of Jayaseta. No wonder from the beginning, the grandfather did not mind the arrival of a wooden masked person who met him by sneaking using a style of lightening the body that was already high in rank.

If not for the girl maybe he and his grandfather would have talked comfortably.

What can be done, even the grandfather Dara is deliberately giving permission for Jayaseta to paralyze his own grandson who still looks furious to return to attack Jayaseta.

A very valuable battle experience for Jayaseta. It did come in peace, but misunderstandings were also understandable. Who could simply accept with an uninvited guest going up to the third floor of a heavily guarded building?

In the spirit of shortness, Jayaseta decided to follow the terms of the grandfather to defeat the grandson. It's kind of a kanuragan game the grandfather is judging his guests.

On the one hand Jayaseta does not want to find trouble and is reluctant to hurt the girl, on the other hand he is very interested in fighting in silence. Attack each other while holding back the noise.

Jayaseta took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He will soon finish this fight so that he can immediately talk to the grandfather who he is sure is the person he is looking for, Datuk Mas Kuning. He did not want to hurt his grandson. Not to underestimate the ability of silat the girl, but rather respect and polite adab.

The relaxed Horses of the No-Stick Jayaseta are back on. Every attack of the girl will melt in her nurse.