The Arkana: The Demon Hunters
The Mind Teaser

"Who!" santi shouted from outside the room.

Bowo came out of his room in a white puffed-sleeved t-shirt. He looked at Santi intently as if he was ready for what would happen next. The black-shirted woman wrapped in a long gray jacket walked down the hallway of the dormitory towards the back door.

"Don't dream, Wo. The devil can enter our minds" continued Santi. "Don't just strengthen your body, but your mind as well."

"Okay, ma'am."

The lights in the hallway suddenly died, leaving the dormitory completely swallowed. There was no strange incident after the lights went off, Bowo and Santi managed to get out and now continue their steps towards the hangar.

Bowo looked around. 'Crazy, but it's still at this hour, but the hawa is like this as if this creature declares its unwillingness to the guests.'

The door suddenly opened on its own, as if hinting at the two men to go inside, but no one came out or was seen opening the door.

"It's not the Water, is it?" ask Bowo.

Santi shakes. "I don't think it's a person, Wo."

Slowly, the sound of gamelan music came from inside. Sontak Bowo and Santi looked at each other, but no one continued.

"Forward, Wo. Whatever happens behind you."

"Mbak is the chairman of the association. Show them who's boss, ma'am," Bowo replied.

"What did you say this afternoon, Wo? Want to be afraid to sleep alone?"

Bowo gulped. Now he can't lick his own spit. He must look strong and courageous. Who knew Santi would be devastated and asked him to accompany the roommate. "okay." The bald man walked slowly towards the sanggar.

Every step that is wasted makes the throat feel dry. The closer the distance between Bowo and the sanggar door, the more severe the pressure is felt by him. However, at one point Bowo also realized that he should not be afraid. For when he is afraid, the evil spirit will grow stronger because it eats his fear. Slowly the man's aura changed. He looks calmer now.

Seeing the aura change in the man made Santi smile from behind. He deliberately tested the bald man in front of him to mentally sharpen. Besides Bowo was a man, he was also a hunter. No hunter can tremble in front of their prey.

Now they both entered the Sanggar. Apparently there's no one in there. The sound of gamelan suddenly stopped, leaving an odd silence.

BRAAK!!!

"Astogeh!" pekik Bowo was surprised.

Bowo and Santi looked over. The door behind him suddenly closed tightly and locked itself. Bowo turned around, trying to open it from the inside with one hand, but the door would not open.

"We were lured here, Wo," said SantiSanti who also turned her head.

Gamelan gending is back. Sontak Bowo turned back and Santi also turned to look at the courtyard. They were both goosebumps when they saw a woman with a charming look, with a pretty face and seductive clothes. However, the look in his eyes emitted a vile aura.

Bowo gulped, not out of fear or distress. It was just that the woman's appearance was very seductive with such clothes and perfect curves. Not to mention ... two large chunks of balls on his chest that go up and down along with his dance.

Santi glanced at Bowo. "Wo, your nose is bleeding."

With resolute eyes, Bowo did not turn his eyes away from the woman. "Yes, mom. That woman is strong."

"You must be strong, Wo. He's the devil!"

Santi's words made Bowo wake up. In the midst of his turbulent desire to rise, now the man is trying to fight and suppress these feelings.

"Leng a little can die you, Wo," continued Santi.

Santi stared intently at the woman. "Gorimpa, The Demon Teaser. One of the three subordinates of Dursasana."

Hearing the name Dursasana makes Bowo a glimpse of goosebumps. After that, his aura changed. Remembering the boy-shaped creature that made him almost dead, stirring up the embers of fire within his chest. The sense of not wanting to lose made him again throw all the dirty thoughts in his head.

"Wo, you've been fighting Dursasana, but this one is different. Kalo Dursasana tends to be violent in frontal fights. This demon is more impressed cunning. His nickname as a seductive demon was not just a joke. Be careful, do not hear all of his words," said Santi.

Just as Bowo was about to move forward, suddenly there was a faint groaning sound that made his head feel dizzy. Bowo closed his eyes.

"Bowo," called Santi in a soft voice. Bowo reflexively turned his head towards the woman beside him.

"Yes, mbak?"

Bowo's eyes rounded whole when he saw the face of Santi who was currently biting his lower lip with a seductive expression.

Gorimpa, the seductive demon, cunningly exploits Bowo's weakness as a man. Bowo appears distorted by the influence of his illusion, and the man's gaze begins to be fascinated by the Gorimpa's pseudo-delusion.

Bowo began to approach Santi with an expression like a thirsty person. However, the experienced Santi immediately realized what was happening.

"Sst, Bowo," Santi whispered calmly, trying to recover Bowo's consciousness. "It's just an illusion, Wo. You should be able to volunteer."

Bowo looks confused with himself due to the influence of the Gorimpa illusion. His heart was trying to resist, but the power of that demonic illusion was still too strong. Gorimpa continued to play his dance to continue to influence Bowo.

Santi approached Bowo carefully. The woman understood that she had to resuscitate Bowo before the man actually went too far.

"Wo, sad—" Santi's words stopped.

Bowo lunges and catches both of Santi's tiny hands with one of his mighty hands. He raised the hand high while looking at Santi's face with a disgusting expression. "Mak Santi, you're beautiful like this."

Santi still looks calm. He was mowing something like praying. The woman tries to dampen the illusion that binds Bowo. Santi's whispers slowly begin to affect Bowo. Although the resistance of the Gorimpa illusion is still too strong.

Bowo begins to go against his own desires, trying to free himself from the control that holds him back.

Seeing his rebellious prey, Gorimpa descended from the courtyard and walked slowly towards the two of them. It reinforces the slowly weakening illusion. The bastard woman touched Bowo's right hand and gently stroked his muscles, then opened the cast that covered the hand.

"Do you Arkanas think you're holy?" ask Gorimpa. "I will make you desecrated by your own subordinates. After that I just killed! Let's see, can you withstand this man's onslaught, or just enjoy it? Hihahi. Maybe if you enjoy it, I'll spare your life."

Santi started sweating. It really looks like a rabbit being pounced on by a tiger. The grip of the left hand of the man in front of him was too strong and could not be removed even though Santi had tried to try it earlier. Slowly Bowo's right hand, which was free to move, stretched out to reach Santi's chest.

"You can fight, Bowo! You are stronger than this illusion. Inget who you are. You are an Arkana, Wibowo Mahasura!"

Bowo's right hand was immediately clenched and changed direction, hitting the head of the Gorimpa until the demon bounced in front of the courtyard.

"I'm sorry, ma'am .. I almost admitted the shameful and insolent thing to Santi's mother," Bowo said feeling guilty. He held his head which still felt dizzy. "It almost happened because of my weakness."

"Let you be forgiven there's only one, Wo." Santi pointed towards Gorimpa. "Kill the devil."

Gorimpa gets back up and intends to trick Bowo again with his illusion, but this time the attack does not work on Bowo. The man coats his body with an atma, plus Santi makes an atma circle around Bowo to strengthen his defense from the Gorimpa illusion.

Bowo gathered the atma in both hands and walked towards the Gorimpa. "Letting me live is Dursasana's biggest mistake. Because I'm gonna kill one of his partners."

While being focused on attacking, suddenly the hangar door opened slowly. Bowo and Santi looked back. He saw a man in a white shirt wrapped in a black suit walking in. He wore black gloves on both hands and a long sword in his left hand.

The man stared intently at Bowo, and pointed at the bald man in front of him using the sword hilt. "Are you a man named Mahari Sagara?"