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Meeting an Old Friend
Fear clawed at Wiguna’s chest—a deep, suffocating dread that Sastra Wijaya would soon pry open his mind and extract everything he knew. The thought of betraying the kingdom of Sastrajingga, even unwillingly, was unbearable. He would rather embrace death than let the dark sect triumph through secrets torn from his soul.He rose weakly from the cold floor and stepped toward the iron bars that confined him. “Guard,” he called out softly, his voice deliberately weak, trembling with feigned desperation. “May I… ask for something?”The dark sect sentry turned his head sharply. “What do you want?”Wiguna whispered something under his breath—his voice so faint that the words melted into the stale air.“Speak louder!” barked the guard, his patience thinning.When the man refused to come closer, Wiguna changed tactics. He pointed at his throat, mouthing the word thirsty.“Tch. Unbelievable,” the guard muttered, rolling his eyes. Still, he walked off, returning moments later with a clay jug fill
The Failed Interrogation
As soon as he stepped out of the tent, Prime Minister Bayu Aji strode with purpose toward one of the two great tents standing amid hundreds of smaller ones scattered throughout the forest encampment. Of those two, one belonged to King Wijaya Kusuma and his consort, while the other served as the quarters of Princess Rani and Princess Dewi.Upon entering the royal tent, Bayu Aji bowed deeply before taking a seat cross-legged on the mat.“Well, tell me,” King Wijaya Kusuma began, his tone calm yet commanding. “Have there been any developments concerning that man?”“He has regained consciousness, Your Majesty. I have just come from checking on his condition,” replied Bayu Aji respectfully.“And? Did he say where he came from, or how he ended up in such a state?”“According to his confession, he is merely a wandering hermit, Your Majesty. He claims those wounds were the result of a skirmish with a band of robbers.”King Wijaya Kusuma’s lips curved into a faint, knowing smile. “And do you b
Saved from the Brink
The man known throughout the martial realm as The Flame Phantom Swordsman believed his judgment was not without merit. As the strongest warrior of the Black Sect after Sastra Wijaya and Ki Banyu Bajra, his confidence was not unfounded—at least, not when measured against other members of his own sect. When it came to the White Sect, however, the same logic did not apply.The deaths of nearly five hundred of his subordinates had already been reported to Brojonoto, leader of the Northern Heretic Sect. Yet, to the astonishment of many, Brojonoto showed not the slightest intention of burying the fallen.“Leave them,” he ordered coldly. “Let their bodies rot where they lie.”There was neither sorrow nor compassion in his tone—only a chilling indifference.The battle between Brojonoto and Braganata had devastated the surrounding forest. Trees were reduced to splinters, and the tents that once stood proudly around the camp lay in ruins. Now, most of the remaining Black Sect members were force
The Fall of Braganata
With a faint, unreadable smile curving upon his lips, the short, plump warrior with hair as green as moss—Brojonoto—began to deliberately slow the rhythm of the battle. Though the strain of channeling his energy to see through the darkness gnawed at his strength, he knew he could still endure far longer than his opponent, whose inner force was clearly inferior.Braganata, known across the martial world as The Flying Horse, displayed a vastly different attitude. Instead of conserving energy, his strikes grew increasingly fierce, each one fueled by frustration and pride. His only thought was to end the battle quickly before his strength waned. He refused to waste what remained of his inner power merely to see through the veil of night. Yet no matter how furiously he attacked, every swing, every thrust of his blade, was effortlessly deflected by Brojonoto.The tall, broad-shouldered man with sharp features—leader of the Black Sect in the northwest region—felt his composure slipping away.
The Schism
Overwhelmed by rage at the sight of the poor girl’s condition, Braganata hurled the man he had lifted with one hand. The body flew across the clearing and slammed into a massive tree. Bones cracked like dry twigs. The man died instantly — his ribs shattered, splinters piercing both lungs and heart.The entire assembly of black sect disciples froze in horror. None dared to raise their heads. Every one of them had witnessed the fourth-ranked master of the dark path lose his temper — and the very air trembled with his fury.“I don’t care what orders Brojonoto gave you,” Braganata’s voice thundered through the forest, sharp as a whip. “But if any of you ever dare to do such a vile thing to another woman before my eyes, I swear by my own blade — none of you will live to see another dawn. Mark my words!”He knelt beside the lifeless girl, pressing his fingers gently to her neck. No pulse. No sign of breath. The light in her eyes had already faded into the darkness. She was gone — her fragil
Wrath of Bragananta
In his wisdom, the Dragon God chose not to burden Arya with the affairs concerning his twin children, still cradled within his wife's womb. His focus, the deity believed, should remain solely on the imminent rise of the Demon King.When their discourse reached its natural conclusion, Arya escorted Ratnasari back to the Sastrajingga Palace. His intent was clear: to share the joyous news of Ratnasari's pregnancy with Queen Dyah Pitaloka. However, the darker tidings would remain unspoken, for Arya wished not to weigh upon his mother's thoughts. To bring a smile to her face was a happiness in itself.As Arya departed from the Dragon God's realm, Ananta Shesa, too, vanished, returning to the dominion of the dragons. He sought counsel with the Dragon King, to deliberate on the matters afflicting Arya and Ratnasari. For Arya was the chosen one, a figure they must safeguard with utmost care, lest the realm of dragons also suffer should the Demon King rise from defeat and vanquish the gods.Wi
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