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Chapter 4: A Visit To Ki Tanu
Suddenly, they halted. A rustle in the underbrush caught their ears. Sedayu’s already shrinking courage nearly vanished. In a trembling whisper, he asked, "Brother, did you hear something?" Untara nodded. But he could not act. His body was too weak. All he could do was surrender himself to the mercy of fate. Then Untara lifted his head. "That’s no human step," he murmured. "Nor a prowling beast. Did you hear it? A horse neighing?" "Yes," Sedayu breathed. Untara whistled, sharp and clear.…-
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“Untara…” the young man muttered under his breath. He asked nothing more, but an odd sensation stirred in his chest. He had once fought beside his comrades against Pajang soldiers led by none other than Untara himself. How he had admired that mighty warrior from afar! And now, that very man stood before him. His heart trembled. Yet still, he had to fight. With his three companions by his side, surely they could fell even such a revered man. Untara understood well: his foes meant to kill him and…
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Chapter 1: The Night Mission
Thunder cracked across the heavens, shaking the slopes of Mount Merapi with each deafening roar. Rain poured in torrents, drenching the earth as if the sky itself had split apart. Within a humble hut, Agung Sedayu shivered upon a bamboo platform. His face was pale, his body trembling—not only from the cold, but from the dread that hung thick in the air. "I must go," came the quiet but resolute voice of his elder brother, Untara. Sedayu raised his head, his voice quivering. "Please, don’t go…-
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From afar, the sound of clashing steel and furious shouts echoed through the night. Wiro Sableng quickened his steps. When he reached the dimly lit courtyard of the large house, he saw that it had transformed into a chaotic battlefield. Six men, paired off, clashed in fierce and frenzied combat. At the top of the house steps stood Nilamsuri, her blue robe fluttering gently. Below her, arms crossed and gaze steady, stood a tall, lean man. Though Wiro had never seen him before, he knew instantly—this…
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As the Four Bearded Devils of Goa Sanggreng vanished into the distance, Wiro Sableng wasted no time. With a light tap, he released the energy seal on Nilamsuri’s vital point. The girl blinked, her gaze darting around in confusion as if she'd just awakened from a long dream. Yet, the signs of a fierce battle still lingered around her—the broken branches, the hoof prints, the disturbed earth. “What happened?” she asked, eyes wide in disbelief. Wiro chuckled lightly. “Nothing at…
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Though he was a newly emerged warrior in the world of martial arts, Wiro Sableng was no stranger to the intensity of a battle. Seventeen years of training under Sinto Gendeng had honed him in more than just martial skill—each session had been a deadly trial that could have ended his life had he faltered. So when the three savage attacks came flying toward him, Wiro didn’t panic. In a flash, he seized Nilamsuri by the waist, dropped low to the ground, and with a thunderous yell, slammed his fist into…
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Realizing that continuing the search was futile, Nilamsuri finally decided to return swiftly to the cemetery. In truth, she had already met the one who had saved her when she was attacked by Bergola Wungu and his lackeys. But Nilamsuri had no idea at all that the strange young man she encountered was the same person who had come to her rescue. And that person was none other than Wiro Sableng—the long-haired youth who had just descended from the mountain. His manner and behavior were so eccentric that…
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Chapter 9: The Mark of 212
"Why are you so surprised?" asked the old crone, Sinto Gendeng. "Are you scared?" "Eyang… you're going to injure me again?" Wiro asked cautiously, body tense and ready. But the old woman only let out another shrill, manic laugh and stepped back seven paces. "Close your eyes, Wiro!" she commanded. "But… what are you going to do—" "Eeek! You little monkey! I said close your eyes, not ask questions! Now do it!" Wiro reluctantly obeyed. His eyelids lowered, but not tightly…-
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Vengeful hatred, when laced with the bestial urges of lust, could unleash horrors beyond reckoning. Nilamsuri's condition had reached its limits. Her strength was nearly drained. Four pairs of hands clawed at her body, sprawled helplessly atop a weathered grave. “Hahaha! Let the bones of your mother witness the justice of karma!” laughed Bergola Wungu. Nilamsuri struck with her knee as he moved atop her, but the blow, weak as it was, had no effect on the burly bearded bandit. “Bastard! Just…
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She was still crouched, plucking the weeds that grew stubbornly across the grave. The rustling thunder of hooves behind her was ignored—she thought it was nothing more than the usual riders passing along the lonely cemetery path. But her graceful hands froze when a sharp, mocking voice rang out behind her. “Ha ha ha… So this is the daughter of that bastard Kalingundil?!” The sixteen-year-old girl, kneeling before the gravestone, turned her head. Behind her stood four horsemen in a row,…
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