Just as the protesters began to push back against Heru’s clones, Rangga and Pandu sprang into action. They fought valiantly against the clones, using their training and skills to protect the people.
“Rangga, over there!” Pandu pointed to a group of clones attempting to flank them. “We can’t let them escape!”
“Let’s take them out!” Rangga shouted, adrenaline pumping through his veins.
As they fought, the atmosphere charged with energy. The protesters rallied behind them, their anger transformed into action.
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As dawn broke over Jakarta, the chaos slowly began to settle. The clones were pushed back, and the people stood strong, united in their cause.
“We did it,” Rangga breathed, exhaustion evident in his eyes as he looked at the crowd, now chanting for justice. “We turned it around.”
Pandu nodded, a sense of relief washing over him. “But this isn’t over. We need to ensure this doesn’t happen again.”