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The Rescue – Part II
“Just a moment—I will free you from these bonds,” Aji said softly, casting one last cautious glance toward the door before kneeling beside the girl. His fingers moved with deft precision, untying the coarse rope that bound her wrists and ankles—taking care not to pull too hard on the raw, chafed skin beneath.“Th-thank you, my lord,” she whispered, her voice hoarse and thin as if from hours of weeping. Her eyes, wide with a mixture of relief and lingering fear, remained fixed on his face as she struggled to sit upright.Aji nodded, his expression grave. “Hurry now—untie the other two. Do what you can to wake them. We have little time to waste.”With that, he rose to his feet and crossed to the door, his hand resting lightly on the hilt of his blade as he peered through a small crack in the wood. He had barely begun to assess the situation outside when voices drifted through the darkness—rough, familiar, and drawing closer with every word.“Soon enough, we’ll have our turn with those g
The Rescue – Part I
Once inside the compound, the air was thick with shadow and silence, broken only by the soft crackle of small oil lamps hanging from wooden posts at intervals along the paths. Their warm, golden glow cast just enough light to guide Aji’s steps as he scanned every corner, his eyes sharp as flint as he searched for any sign of the three captive women he had seen brought through the gates.Thus far, he could not be certain whether the men who dwelt here were mere bandits or followers of the Dark Path. But from the heavy crates they had carried—likely filled with stolen goods—he guessed they were cut from the same cloth as the outlaws he had once run with in his youth. Still, he knew better than to make assumptions; even bandits could be connected to darker forces, and caution was his greatest ally in this place of hidden dangers.Aji moved with casual ease, his posture relaxed and his steps light as he walked the compound’s dirt paths. Several men passed him on their way to or from the l
The Fortress in the Woods
Aji’s eyes, honed by years of training to pierce through even the deepest darkness, picked out the faint outlines of figures moving through the trees—roughly twelve meters from the clearing where he and Ratih had made their camp. Though the shadows draped the forest in heavy folds, he could make out at least five men, and possibly more hidden just beyond his line of sight. Three of them bore burdens slung over their shoulders—shapes that shifted and sagged in a way that suggested they carried living weight, though he could not yet be certain what, or who, they held. Two others walked beside them, their hands gripping the edges of large wooden crates that creaked with each step they took.“Hahaha! Tonight we shall feast like kings, my friends!”The cry rang out sharp and clear across the stillness of the forest night, cutting through the soft rustle of leaves and the distant hoot of an owl. To be absolutely sure of what he faced, Aji channeled the ancient energy that flowed through his
Who Is My Father?
In the aftermath of the brutal assault carried out by three Dark Path academies—an attack that claimed the lives of hundreds of innocents and warriors alike—Aji had sworn a solemn oath to hunt down and root out such institutions wherever they might fester in the realm. His resolve burned like a forge fire within him, tempered by the memory of the blood spilled and the families torn apart by darkness.Now, as he and Ratih traveled toward the sacred peaks of Mount Merapi, the path before him stretched wide with opportunity. From the intelligence he had gathered during his stay at the palace, there were said to be between five and seven such Dark Path academies scattered across the land—hidden strongholds where shadowy teachings were passed from master to student, and where the line between power and corruption often blurred beyond recognition.Yet Aji knew from hard-won experience that not all who walked the Dark Path were inherently evil. Some had been drawn to it by desperation, other
The Journey Begins
In the wake of the savage assault waged by followers of the Dark Sect, King Wanajaya decreed that the grand tournament should be brought to an immediate close. To honor the brave competitors who had stood alongside the realm’s defenders in repelling the invaders, the sovereign of Cakrabuana bestowed upon every single participant the high honor of joining the ranks of the royal elite guard—a gesture of gratitude that spoke volumes of his respect for their courage in the face of darkness.For days on end, the students of the Dragon Blade Academy toiled alongside the surviving members of the guard, their hands calloused and their backs aching as they worked to mend the wounds inflicted upon their hallowed grounds. Splintered timber was replaced with fresh oak and teak; cracked stone walls were rebuilt with mortar mixed from ancient recipes; and scorched banners bearing the academy’s sigil of the coiled dragon were woven anew with threads of gold and crimson. And with solemn reverence, th
The Decree of King Wanajaya
The cruelties enacted by command of Ki Mangkubumi were by no means without just cause. Three grievous transgressions had been plainly committed by those adherents of the Dark Sect—from desecrating the grand wedding feast that was meant to endure until the break of dawn, to plotting the assassination of King Wanajaya himself, and even slaying innocent townsfolk whose only fault was being in the wrong place at the wrong time.Had there existed a punishment more severe than death itself, Ki Mangkubumi would have wielded it without hesitation, for he sought not mere cessation of life, but to plunge the culprits into depths of suffering far beyond the quiet release of mortality.With a retinue of twenty elite guards flanking their steps, King Wanajaya and Lady Ratih emerged from the hall, shortly after Antasena had delivered word that the Dark Sect’s assault had been fully quelled.The sovereign of the Cakrabuana Kingdom gazed with piercing gravity upon the nearly three hundred bodies stre
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