Badil and Wingga

The robber was shaken violently, and his legs trembled as the man on top of the tree was already standing in front of him in a very short time. Shaken by the man's sudden appearance. His legs were trembling, and fear was evident in his dilated eyes.

The heavy rain soaked their bodies, but not this mysterious man. His body seemed to be shrouded by a strange aura. One that made the rain seem reluctant to touch his body.

"W-Who are you?" the robber said in a trembling voice, trying to muster a pinch of courage.

The mysterious man remained silent. He did not give a direct answer, but his eyes continued to watch intently.

Badil was still lying weakly on the ground, his breathing ragged. He struggled to get up, but his injury was serious, and he didn't have the strength to escape or strike back.

A stream of water from the high ground flowed over the battleground. The darkness made their eyes still search for the figure of the man before them.