Ancient Temple of Tanah Agra (4)

The noise outside woke Rihan from his unconsciousness. When he opened his eyes, his vision was slightly clouded by a pink liquid layer. Reflexively his hand moved to rub the coating and now he could see the ceiling of the temple more clearly. But strangely the ancestral spirits were nowhere to be found.

Rihan tried to get up by himself. His head immediately felt dizzy and his eyes were very sore. "Bleeding?" Rihan noticed that the pink coating on his eyes were bloods.

He didn't know how long he had been fainted. Lastly the Vaiskyler family ancestor 'dives' into him through his eyes… and after that Rihan doesn't remember anything.

"You indeed have an amazing story, Rihan Daniel Vaiskyler." The skull figure of the ancestor of Vaiskyler landed lightly on the floor of the ancient temple. "A dragon could be said as the strongest when he knows, and consistent with what he wants to protect. You already shown it all to us." He spoke.

Rihan took it as a compliment.

"Since ancient time, Tanah Agra holds many strong and promising young Dragons. They usually have a knight spirit, strong determination and very potential. But among them, who can actually consistent with such determination especially in pinch situation like current?" The Vaiskyler said in wonder.

Rihan felt his eyes getting sorer.

"The final test for you is to awaken the dragon blood within you that has been sleeping for a long time. Fly higher than anything. Roar and rise Tanah Agra to become the ruler over the sky again." Rumbling roars instantly filled the entire ancient temple.

Rihan seems to have lost in what his ancestors said. In addition to the increasingly pain in his eyes, Rihan's head began to fill with overlapping voices which is actually not really talking to him. The voices just kept coming into like there is no boundary.

At the end, Rihan fell to his knees with one hand supporting the floor. The other hand tried to hold back the blood that was rapidly flowing from his eyes. With this unstable condition, his sacred-weapon suddenly took initiative to show up using a form of a long black chain which circled high up reaching the top of the shrine.

That weapon moved without Rihan's will nor order.

Just when the tip of the chain pierced through the roof of the temple. A large yellow and orange energy followed and blasted the entire cloudy sky. The blast and flashy light immediately caught the attention of the Dragons and the Arinas who were fighting in every corner of Tanah Agra.

Then the long-lost roar sounded tempestuous along with the heavy rain. Maybe the younger Dragons might not be familiar with that rage. But, for those who have ever tasted the greatness of dragon power, it is impossible to forget that intimidate voice.

Lycan, Latif and Bunny have spread to several place in Tanah Agra. Each of them carries out secret missions from the Lady. But Lycan himself is still carrying out the same mission as before. Killed Alvi Veenessa Endley and then Lucie.

Lycan's claymore was successfully blocked by Alvi in the middle of the fight. The Black flame seemed to be blazing between the friction of the blade and Alvi's random-grabbed-weapon. Even in conditions of heavy rain, the Deadly Black Flame can still burn wildly as if water is not its main enemy.

Lycan pushed roughly before jumped back, where Alvi herself didn't want to be rash. She also backed away and the two of them created some distance from each other.

"You know why I have always been the strongest among the Samsara warriors?" Lycan changed his fighting stance. The claymore in his hand shrank and turned into a katana.

Lycan smiled as he caught the shocked reaction on Freya's face. "This weapon is slightly different from the sacred-weapon of the Dragons. Thousand years ago, when a black record in the history of the Dragons was engrave, it was also the starting point of Arinas hatred. Revenge and determined to destroy the Dragons who are said to be the wisest and greatest was created beneath our heart." The glint of anger was clearly visible in the Lycan's pair of eyes. Those eyes are very similar to the color of the water in the depths of the sea. Subdued of the blue color.

"From then on, in order to fulfill the wishes and hatred of our ancestors, the Arinas began to create weapons which could match with the Dragons' sacred-weapon. We call it Water-Form." Lycan brandished his katana sword. The surface of the sword does look like a reflection on the surging surface of water.

Lycan dashed forward again and this time his movements were very different from before. Smooth and full of tricks like a flow of the water.

Tough. Alvi doesn't just have to pay attention to Lycan's steps and possibility of attack directions. She also needs to be careful of water-form weapons that can change to many forms in split second.

The tip of the katana almost grazed Alvi's cheek if she didn't take a step back in time. The moment Lycan's katana passed through, Alvi immediately used this small gap to counterattack. But before the black flame could reach Lycan, the water-form weapon had changed it shape into a shield.

White smoke billowed out when Alvi's flame collided with Lycan water. Just as Alvi's vision blurred for a moment, someone took this opportunity to attack her from behind. Luckily, Alvi managed to dodge Latief, the strongest warrior number 5.

After knowing his attack failed, the small and wicked-looking man quickly dodged to other side.

"Never thought you'd have such a hard time dealing with subject of 4-42-1." Latief scorned.

"What are you doing in here?" Lycan didn't seem to like the presence of his own comrades.

"Imagine what would happen if I managed to steal your target. Should be very fun, doesn't it?" As he spoke, Latief moved nimbly to Freya's back. A syringe filled with suspicious serum was about to be inserted into Freya's neck. But who would have thought that Freya Natalia Grey, a human woman, could read Latif's intention and throw a powerful fist right at her enemy's cheek?

Latief floated helplessly as his back smashed quite hard to the stone door of the ancient temple. Strangely, the door which supposed to be sturdy and unbreakable was crumbled like a piece of old building. That wicked man unfortunately landed not far from Rihan who was groaning in pain in the center of the temple.

The chain of Rihan's sacred-weapon is getting thicker and bigger as it surrounded the inside of the temple. Also, it kept on rising higher and higher beneath the sky of Tanah Agra.

Latif smiled happily after seeing Lucie is in a weak state.

"Not getting subject number 4-42-1 is fine. This one should be able to make me become the number two." Latief smiled wickedly as he taken one step forward. But before he could lay a hand, Alvi already shown up between him and Rihan Daniel.

Behind Alvi, Freya followed to reach her eldest son. "Rihan! Son!" She called while shaking Rihan's shoulder gently.

There was no response from Rihan. To be honest, he couldn't even tell which voices were nearby and talk to him, and which ones weren't. The voices inside his head were a mess and unclear as a sentence.

"Son…" Freya hugged Rihan in frustration. She couldn't bear to see her son groan in pain like this.

"It's fine. It doesn't matter if you don't want to become the High Honor Dragon… It doesn't matter if your dad loses this bet…." Freya whispered desperately in Rihan's ear.

"Let go of what is your suffering, son." Freya's voice sounded trembling. "This time no one will blame you. Mom will definitely protect you." Freya tightened her embrace and she started to cry.

Next second, the chain that previously moving spirally to reach the highest sky of Tanah Agra stopped instantly along with the tempestuous roar. The sky become so quiet and Rihan Daniel collapsed to his mother's lap.