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<blockquote data-quote="xenoflare" data-source="post: 1458267" data-attributes="member: 12431"><p>And there were two other ogres to battle as well; one spewing forth killing clouds of flame and the other crooning forth mind-bending, sanity-rending songs that increased the panic of the people in the <em>keraton</em>… things were not looking good. Ah, but wait. Good fortune is the same as ill fortune, it is only the man who is different in these situations, and a potential enemy is also a potential ally as his spiritual teacher had always instructed him... where the unversed sees chaos and chance, the enlightened man sees the hidden hand of fate at work. There are reasons for the current situation, there exists a manifest destiny that cries out to be realised, and in that moment, Radin saw it.</p><p></p><p>The blade of Buta Tujuh Cakil. </p><p></p><p>The demon has seven powerful maws with jutting teeth and superhuman strength to work his dark pilgrimage of destruction, why would he need to create a weapon? Through the ogre’s own egotistical and whimsical desire to show off his magical prowess, he had given Radin a possible advantage, an advantage that Radin intended to exploit.</p><p></p><p>Buta Tujuh Cakil roared and slashed down on the young prince with an utter fury the likes of which has not been seen since the days when the Ashuras warred with the Devas in the heavens – with some difficulty, Radin leapt to the side, barely avoiding the arc of the blade. The puissance of Buta Tujuh Cakil was such that his blow slashed right through the wooden platform into the very earth itself, and it speaks of the ogre’s great strength and reflexes when he hefted the blade backwards into a reverse, scything slash, transforming a near miss into an opportunity for more violent brutality. </p><p></p><p><em><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">Two steps to the left, and jump high! </span> </em> In his head, Radin heard the stately, dispassionate instructions of Humam.</p><p></p><p>The young worthy quickly complied. The explosion of sawdust and earth created by the gargantuan force of Buta Tujuh Cakil’s blow would have been his undoing – the dust cloud made it nigh impossible for the stalwart warrior to see his surroundings, and he would have been cleanly separated into five parts like a starfruit by the angular, jagged blade, if not for Humam’s telepathic warning. As it is, Radin’s wild locks were shorn by the frenetic slash of Buta Tujuh Cakil – a vivid reminder of just how close he had come to death and defeat.</p><p></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><em>Keep your hair tied up in a bun. More sensible, far more aesthetically pleasing, and infinitely more dignified. Though one must concede that the botak (bald) look suits you well. </em> </span> Humam’s vaguely acid tongue burned in Radin’s mind.</p><p></p><p>Radin braced his knees firmly to support his rising stance, and hopped up swiftly like a flitting cicada onto the back of the ogre’s over-extended brawny arms and used them as a springboard to bound onto Buta Tujuh Cakil’s grotesque head. The force of his ricocheting ascent was expended into a quick one-two of wrist strikes powerful enough to shatter coconuts; the impact was met with a sickening teeth-sundering crunch, as Radin smashed the maws on each side of Buta Tujuh Cakil’s head where ears would normally be and held his head thus in an obdurate grip. </p><p></p><p>The rakshasa ululated and stabbed his blade blindly and frenziedly at the annoying human perched on his head. This was the opening, the chance, for which Radin had been waiting to convert to his advantage; with quicksilver reflexes, he feinted a strike towards the ogre’s shoulder, seemingly to divert the thrusts. With lightning speed, he switched stances into a sickle kick, and released his handhold – for a brief fragment of eternity, it was all that anyone, mortal or demon, could do, to simply gape in wonder as he dodged the ogre’s blows, fell and hooked his right leg upon the massive trunk while simultaneously launching another kick upwards with his left foot at the dark giant’s elbow. Buta Tujuh Cakil’s blade was driven into his skull by his own strength, slaying the dread fiend outright.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="xenoflare, post: 1458267, member: 12431"] And there were two other ogres to battle as well; one spewing forth killing clouds of flame and the other crooning forth mind-bending, sanity-rending songs that increased the panic of the people in the [I]keraton[/I]… things were not looking good. Ah, but wait. Good fortune is the same as ill fortune, it is only the man who is different in these situations, and a potential enemy is also a potential ally as his spiritual teacher had always instructed him... where the unversed sees chaos and chance, the enlightened man sees the hidden hand of fate at work. There are reasons for the current situation, there exists a manifest destiny that cries out to be realised, and in that moment, Radin saw it. The blade of Buta Tujuh Cakil. The demon has seven powerful maws with jutting teeth and superhuman strength to work his dark pilgrimage of destruction, why would he need to create a weapon? Through the ogre’s own egotistical and whimsical desire to show off his magical prowess, he had given Radin a possible advantage, an advantage that Radin intended to exploit. Buta Tujuh Cakil roared and slashed down on the young prince with an utter fury the likes of which has not been seen since the days when the Ashuras warred with the Devas in the heavens – with some difficulty, Radin leapt to the side, barely avoiding the arc of the blade. The puissance of Buta Tujuh Cakil was such that his blow slashed right through the wooden platform into the very earth itself, and it speaks of the ogre’s great strength and reflexes when he hefted the blade backwards into a reverse, scything slash, transforming a near miss into an opportunity for more violent brutality. [I][FONT=Arial]Two steps to the left, and jump high! [/FONT] [/I] In his head, Radin heard the stately, dispassionate instructions of Humam. The young worthy quickly complied. The explosion of sawdust and earth created by the gargantuan force of Buta Tujuh Cakil’s blow would have been his undoing – the dust cloud made it nigh impossible for the stalwart warrior to see his surroundings, and he would have been cleanly separated into five parts like a starfruit by the angular, jagged blade, if not for Humam’s telepathic warning. As it is, Radin’s wild locks were shorn by the frenetic slash of Buta Tujuh Cakil – a vivid reminder of just how close he had come to death and defeat. [FONT=Arial][I]Keep your hair tied up in a bun. More sensible, far more aesthetically pleasing, and infinitely more dignified. Though one must concede that the botak (bald) look suits you well. [/I] [/FONT] Humam’s vaguely acid tongue burned in Radin’s mind. Radin braced his knees firmly to support his rising stance, and hopped up swiftly like a flitting cicada onto the back of the ogre’s over-extended brawny arms and used them as a springboard to bound onto Buta Tujuh Cakil’s grotesque head. The force of his ricocheting ascent was expended into a quick one-two of wrist strikes powerful enough to shatter coconuts; the impact was met with a sickening teeth-sundering crunch, as Radin smashed the maws on each side of Buta Tujuh Cakil’s head where ears would normally be and held his head thus in an obdurate grip. The rakshasa ululated and stabbed his blade blindly and frenziedly at the annoying human perched on his head. This was the opening, the chance, for which Radin had been waiting to convert to his advantage; with quicksilver reflexes, he feinted a strike towards the ogre’s shoulder, seemingly to divert the thrusts. With lightning speed, he switched stances into a sickle kick, and released his handhold – for a brief fragment of eternity, it was all that anyone, mortal or demon, could do, to simply gape in wonder as he dodged the ogre’s blows, fell and hooked his right leg upon the massive trunk while simultaneously launching another kick upwards with his left foot at the dark giant’s elbow. Buta Tujuh Cakil’s blade was driven into his skull by his own strength, slaying the dread fiend outright. [/QUOTE]
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