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The Slaying of the Dark Path Followers
Aji shook his head in quiet wonder, his gaze fixed upon the glossy black earth that stretched out before him. He could not begin to guess how many seasons would pass before this land might bear life again—if ever it would be fertile enough to sow crops or grow grass beneath the sun.“I must return,” he murmured to himself, his thoughts turning back to the academy and all those who relied on his protection.Once he was certain not a trace of poison remained within the Earth Dragon Sword’s dark blade, he pulled it free from the soil and slid it carefully into its scabbard, the metal whispering softly as it settled into place.Before setting off toward Ki Mangkubumi’s residence, Aji cast his eyes toward the village archway—and his jaw tightened at what he saw. Some twenty-five followers of the dark path were making their desperate bid for escape, streaming out of Kelor Arum with frantic haste. They had clearly realized their cause was lost, and now sought only to save their own skins by
Breathing in Poisoned Mist
“To think you might flee this place after sowing such chaos—do you truly believe I would let you go unpunished? Even if you were to hide within the deepest crevice of a beetle’s nest, I would hunt you down without rest until you are found!” Aji’s voice was not raised to a shout, yet it carried a weight of menace that cut through Suwarta like shards of ice. Each word echoed in the elder’s ears with the finality of a death knell.The Master of the Black Skull Academy felt as though he stood face to face with the very embodiment of Death itself—an immortal being come to claim what was owed. Aji’s wide, predatory grin seemed to tear at the very fabric of Suwarta’s deepest fears, leaving his mind reeling and his resolve shattered beneath the shadow of his impending end.In that moment, Aji’s thoughts turned to the lingering clouds of venom that still hung heavy around Ki Mangkubumi’s residence—a toxic legacy left by Suwarta’s dark arts. He knew he must return swiftly to purify the air with
The Flight
“You dare to harm my Master—death shall be your reward!” Suwarta’s voice had twisted into something guttural and coarse, as if gravel had been ground into every syllable. The timbre was no longer wholly human, carrying within it an undercurrent of something ancient and wild.Aji furrowed his brow at the transformation, his keen eyes studying the elder warrior with both caution and curiosity. In all his years of training and combat, he had never faced an opponent whose very voice could shift so dramatically—or whose strength could swell in such an uncanny fashion. While the power gain was not exponential, it was enough to alter the balance of their duel, leaving him momentarily perplexed.“Do not let confusion cloud your mind, Aji,” the voice of his great-grandfather echoed within his thoughts, steady and wise as ever. “He has been possessed by a shapeshifter—but of a common breed, nothing more than a lesser spirit bound to mortal form.”A faint smile touched Aji’s lips as he turned hi
The Ultimate Power
“If dividing your focus proves too great a burden,” the voice within persisted, “strike him down with all haste—before the venom can spread its blight across the land!”“By your will!” Aji answered, channeling the full current of his inner energy as he invoked the Wind-Step Technique, sending his form surging forward with supernatural swiftness. His mind was set not only on vanquishing his foe, but first on stemming the tide of toxic fumes that poured ceaselessly from the elder’s black staff—for the safety of all who dwelled beyond this battlefield weighed heavy upon his heart.Hard steel met enchanted wood in a deafening clash as Suwarta leaped high into the air, bringing his staff crashing down in a vertical arc that Aji turned aside with flawless precision. The force of impact sent the older man reeling backward, his body spinning once through the air before alighting softly upon the earth. Even so, his hands trembled violently from the shock of their collision, his knuckles white
The Eminence of the Earth Dragon Sword
The triumphant smile that had graced Suwarta’s lips vanished in an instant. With his own eyes, he could discern that the striking man before him—his adversary—parried each and every one of his assaults with no more than a faint, almost imperceptible curve upon his mouth. A suspicion began to take root in Suwarta’s mind: that this warrior named Aji possessed arcane arts or ancient enchantments to preserve his youth, his visage bearing the bloom of early manhood despite skills that defied the natural order of mortal development.Such conjecture was not unfounded, for Aji’s mastery of mystical combat far surpassed his own—a reality that bordered on the impossible when one considered how young the man appeared to stand before him.With renewed fervor, Suwarta launched another flurry of attacks. His prowess with the trusted Black Staff was beyond dispute; the seamless fusion of blistering speed, agile footwork, and concentrated inner strength he wielded would have left any onlooker breathl
Aji vs Suwarta
In the aftermath of their earth-shaking collision, Aji wasted no time—his fingers moved with reverent precision to touch the ornate hilt of the Dragon of the Earth Blade at his back, drawing forth a gentle current of its primordial energy. Like warm liquid light, the power coursed through his veins, chasing away the faint but insidious taint of venom that had crept into his system during their clash. A fraction of a moment’s delay would have sealed his doom; the poison would have spread through his body like ink through water, paralyzing his limbs and clouding his mind beyond repair.With deliberate, measured steps, he advanced toward Suwarta, who was still regaining his footing amidst the dust and carnage of the battlefield. The elder warrior’s chest rose and fell in heavy, ragged breaths as he gathered his strength, his dark eyes fixed on Aji with newfound wariness. Though victory seemed within reach, Aji did not rush to deliver the final blow—caution was his watchword, for he knew
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