White Eagle Warrior 2

White Eagle Warrior 2
Due to Stomach Pain



Eaaakk !!! The sound of horses screaming in pain. The horse was thrashing uncharacteristically, to the point of defecating along the way.


The Fire Goddess immediately grabbed the supplies hanging on the back of her horse before then she jumped down. Strangely enough, suddenly his horse became wild and difficult to control. The horse ran as hard as it could, not necessarily in direction and then rolled over on the ground, feeling the pain stirring up its entrails.


Not long ago, the horse ridden by Raka Jaya also acted the same. Obviously something has happened.


"What's really going on?" The Goddess of Fire floated her gaze all over, when something was causing the strange behavior of their horses.


"Earlier all was well. Before we stop at that little river in the barren desert. Is it possible, Mom. The water that we drank earlier turned out to contain poison?" Raka Jaya frowned as her hands fumbled around her stomach, trying to check if her stomach was also troubled.


The Fire Goddess tried to remember, but she had definitely checked the water before drinking. Is it possible, he's lost? The Fire Goddess opened the tube containing water that was still on her, then smelled the scent of water. And there was nothing different, the water was still the same as when he had seen it.


"How, Ma?" ask Raka Jaya.


"You see for yourself, there is nothing strange about this water. After all, nothing happens to us. Come on, let's continue the journey on foot. Where knows in front we can get a better horse."


Dewi Api and Raka Jaya soon continued their journey. They forget what just happened to their horses. With the help of the ability to relieve the body, of course they take a journey that is also not much different from riding a horse. Until not far in front of them, there was the sound of the roar of the waterfall.


"It looks like there's a waterfall up ahead. It just so happens ..." The Fire Goddess patted her stomach slowly.


Raka Jaya smiled bitterly, why can it be together? No different from the mother, Raka Jaya also felt if she wanted to complete her wish. Like a race, the two mothers and the child darted close to the river below the waterfall. They are looking for a place to settle their affairs.


After quite a while, it was relieved to feel as the natural pressure inside their stomach was already completed. The stomach feels relieved.


If only when doing charity or doing good as we shirk, without burden and full of sincerity, surely there will be no regrets that arise in the future.


"Kepa*rat!" The Fire Goddess. Not long ago finished, just away from the river lips, suddenly his stomach again felt pain wrapped around.


And so, the two famous warriors were tortured in an unusual manner. It has been repeatedly Dewi Api and Raka Jaya try to use the ability of energy in order to withstand pain. However, to hold back from defecating, they cannot do so. No more dirt coming out. Just water. And it feels so torturous.


The Goddess of Fire chewed some leaves that she knew were efficacious to resist diarrhea. But it doesn't help much. The entire contents inside his stomach had been drained away. After that they felt weak, lost a lot of energy, it felt much more painful than receiving one blow of energy in a high level.


"Mom, no more wrong. Surely Kepa*rat's water in the barren desert was poisoned. Huuhhh .. huuhhh ..." Raka Jaya to Ngosan.


The Fire Goddess clenched her hands together violently. His status as the number one swordsman in the north was smeared due to the strange disease as it is today. The Fire Goddess has never been defeated so easily in battle, but the poison in the water is beyond the ability of the Fire Goddess. He was fooled.


"Damn! We've been in a trap!" the Goddess of Fire.


Although without explanation, Dewi Api and Raka Jaya realized that they could not escape the trap they had entered this time. It was very neat, to the extent that even the equivalent swordsman of the Fire Goddess was unaware of it. If the moment like now the attack appeared, then it could be ascertained if they were in great danger.


The Goddess of Fire sits together, trying to use her pure inner energy to help ease the pain that continues to wrapped around her stomach.


The Fire Goddess had just sat down and straightened her legs, suddenly the corner of her eyes caught the movement on the tree branch. There was a black crow there, obviously if such a tree was not a place favored by the crow.


"That must be a spotter, kepa*rat!" The Fire Goddess instantly unleashed a single blow towards the black crow. And without having time to dodge, immediately the body of the black crow was instantly charred in flames.


Along with the Fire Goddess unleashing a punch of deep power, from various directions instantly sprung several shadows that moved closer. And of course, the Fire Goddess was aware of that.


Dewi Api and Raka Jaya looked at each other. When in the current condition, could they face the incoming black stream warriors?


"Raka, quickly leave this place. Go to Bukit Hijau immediately, meet your father. I'll hold them!" the Fire Goddess's.


"No, Ma. I wouldn't do that. We better face them together, after that we will meet with the father as well as the two," Raka Jaya refused loudly. How could he have had the heart to uproot his mother and run like a wounded dog.


The Fire Goddess glared, she was angry because Raka Jaya did not obey what her orders were. This is not the time to talk ego, thinking must be realistic. If all must be done, then who will take revenge? One must go, and then come demanding vengeance.


Plaaac! The Fire Goddess slapped Raka Jaya's cheek hard. Forcing his son to leave immediately, seeking help.


"Yes, you're just a burden. See what you can, there's nothing else but register defeat. Go quickly!" the Goddess of Fire.


Raka Jaya gasped, although she knew her mother's personality, but her mother's anger this time was the one that made her heart tremble the most. It feels if his mother will get angry if Raka Jaya does not obey what is ordered.


With a heavy heart, Danur Cakra immediately left his mother. On the one hand, what his mother ordered was not entirely wrong. The sooner Raka Jaya gets help, the better it will be for their safety. With all the ability, Raka Jaya tries to reach Bukit Hijau City as soon as possible.


From a distance, Raka Jaya could feel if there had been a fight from where her mother was. Raka Jaya stopped her swing, wanting Raka to come back to help her weak mother. But strangely, the steps of Raka Jaya actually back swayed further and further away. As a general, in war often do the same thing. Where decisions are always against the heart. All is determined only by the situation and conditions, to make the best decision.


Fortunately it cannot be achieved, even unfortunate can not be denied. Once Raka Jaya is far enough away from her mother, she hopes to get out of the thick jungle soon. However, Raka Jaya's steps were forced to stop after several wooden trees suddenly fell down in his path.


"Haha! Ahaha! My regards, Young General. It was unexpected that it was an honor to approach my contemptible self, for today to be able to come face to face with an honorable person like yourself!" Someone appeared on the side of the road. He was the one who made the trees suddenly collapse.


No other, the one who came was Muning Raib. The Devil King of the North Slope. His age is approaching dusk, but it is certain that his ability and stamina are equivalent to that of a teenage boy.


"What do you want?" ask Raka Jaya. His heart firmly believed that the purpose of the person before him was impossible to be friendly.


"Haha! Wear tanya. Didn't you know that I came to help you ease the pain?" Muning Raib kept laughing. He felt that victory was already within his grasp.


"Just do. That's if you can!" challenge Raka Jaya while plucking the golden sword of her pride.


Muning Raib laughed, then he clapped. Not long after, three large tall men appeared who immediately carried out the task, attacking Raka Jaya with their respective weapons clasped tightly in hand.