Purple Dawn Till Dusk : Dearest Through The Time Chapter 27
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Zee stopped on his track with his sword in ready position. They stared at each other menacingly.
Seeing this cold war with no one initiated any moved, and after assessing Zee's mood that the other party wouldnt attack and Yoda that determined to not yield. Senja sighed in relieved.
But, because she still felt discontent plus the feeling of being protected. She said smugly. "Are you mad? Stay mad because I don't give a fuck to a mad dog!"
Yoda turn his head to the person behind him stiffly and mouthing with distressed expression. "Stop it." He almost got down on his knee to plead her. My lady, don't you see our situation now? Could you stop provoke this hot-blooded person? His temper's length was just as long as chopstick. Stop tip him off.
However it like Senja didn't see Yoda's distressed gesture or she just simply ignored it, she added. "I remember now!" She exclaimed full of revelation "You are the one who kicked me in the Captain tent!"
Zee smirked. "Yes, it was me. Should I kick you again, so you will never forget?"
"No need." Senja shook her head. "I always remember someone who owes me until I get my payback…"
Yoda felt like he was going insane.
"Stop it! I can't afford to have a fight with him" He whispered through his gritted teeth that only Senja could hear.
Senja glanced at Yoda and said loudly her last pieces. "…with interest."
Seeing Zee would go berserk, they could see nothing was worth it that would come out, with that thought, Rian and Adi step forward to calm him down.
Yoda still on his ready position, prepared for the worst.
But the worst wasn't come from Zee. Suddenly, there was a sound of beating drum noisily that put all people in alarm. The group of three didn't bother to spare Senja a glanced before they rushed to the main gate direction.
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"What happen? What that sound?"
Yoda expression turned pale. "We are being attack."
Okey. This is worst.
She never thought that one day she would experience this sort of thing. How stupid she was when naively she thought this situation was quite excited in the time she saw it on movie or read it.
Bloody hell! What excited?! It is wrecking my nerve!
"We have to go back."
"But…" I have to look for that thing…
"Right now armory store will be very crowd. You will not find anything there."
He gestured her to follow him. Senja run side by side with him.
***
People rushed out of their tent, wore their armor with sword on their hand. The atmosphere became very tense. Senja was able to feel the intensity of any one of the soldier's nervousness, anxiousness, fear, reluctance, panic… those feeling were too intense to bear.
Senja squatted down clutching her chest, she closed her eyes. Cold sweat started dripping from her forehead.
"What happen?" Yoda stopped running and check on Senja. He saw her clutching her chest with pain. "Are you sick?"
Damn it! That old lady!! What help? These senses of intensity simply kill me!
With struggled, she tried to concentrate her focus to herself, trying to numb her feeling.
Yoda became more anxious because she didn't give him a response. After quite a while, she shook her head and tried to stand up straight clumsily.
"Are you fine? What happen?" He repeated again.
"I am fine." She said weakly.
"What thing you had left? I will try to get it."
Senja shook her head, because she also didn't know what that thing was.
Yoda being impatient to see Senja reaction, therefore he rushed her.
"Okey, for now you have to stay away from main gate. Hide yourself well. I have to go to help my brothers" He said hastily when he saw fire arrow flung on the sky.
A bad premonition crept in his heart.
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