The Arkana: The Demon Hunters
The Sendu Day

Days change, time does not wait. This afternoon Bowo was sitting in Ratnakusuma Park training his left hand by lifting a small barbell. As he was daydreaming, his eyes caught Anik's presence walking from the gate to the main door.

"Anik," call Bowo.

Anik turned to look at the man, then approached. "Yes? Why?"

"Where is abis?"

"Abis took the laptop, all of you to the printing press," replied Anik.

"May busy?" ask Bowo.

"No, just managing the file, but just finished," replied the girl. "Why?"

"I want to talk for a minute? There's something I want to ask you."

"It's easy, just ask." Anik sat on the same bench as Bowo.

"Know Mahari Sagara?" ask Bowo. "He's a former associate member."

Anik seemed to be thinking. "Not knowing any."

Bowo forced himself to smile. "Oh, yeah, nothing."

"But you know. I just don't know him directly. You see, I've only been here for three years, while he was about ten years ago out," continued Anik. "Mahari Sagara's name is legendary here."

"What do you know about him?" ask Bowo.

Anik puffed his cheeks while thinking back. "Not much anyway. You are just a glance at a glance, not the main topic of conversation. The point is he's in a big case and is branded a hero, but gets kicked out of the association due to some problems. That's the most."

"Any bloody jathilan tragedy? Ever heard of that?" whisky Bowo.

"Anik," said the tenor voice of a man.

Bowo and Anik turned to the dark blue-robed man leaning against the tree, not far from where they were talking.

Anik stood up. "I'm going, Wo. There's still business." The girl stepped away leaving Bowo and a million question marks on him.

Now Bowo was only able to stay still while staring at the blue-robed man who appeared suddenly without realizing his presence. It felt that the presence of the man made Anik afraid and chose to leave.

"What are you looking for here?" ask him about Bowo.

"Not looking for anything" replied Bowo.

Bowo was wide-eyed when a knife almost tore his neck. The man darted quickly without being able to follow his movements. Right now he could kill Bowo whenever he wanted.

"Why is it about Mahari and the bloody jathilan tragedy?" ask again.

"Arjuna," called out the heavy voice of the man from behind Bowo.

The robed man named Arjuna Sadajiwa was staring at Bima Harimurti who had just arrived at Ratnakusuma.

"That person is my subordinate" continued Bima.

Arjuna let go of Bowo and stepped back to keep his distance. "Well you teach manners here, Bim. The bloody jathilan tragedy is not something that can be done as well as a cure."

"Before joining here, the young man was a subordinate of Commander Mahari," said Bima.

Arjuna's eyes twitched when he heard the name Mahari come out of Bima's mouth and suddenly stared at Bowo while pointing at him. "This guy? Mahari's subordinate?"

In total there were already two people acting like that, and both were Captains. First Aditya Wirabuana and second Arjuna Sadajiwa. Bowo is increasingly curious about Mahari's past. What kind of person is Mahari? And again ... Bima just called him Commander? A coward who can only run away and hide? Many questions and thoughts that bother Bowo, but at this time he did not dare to ask.

"Male! Arjuna!" santi shouted from the side window. "We are meeting yes, many of which we want to discuss your meeting back!"

Being called like that made the two men turn their heads towards Santi. Bima continued his steps again, while the figure of Arjuna was not in his place standing. I don't know when the guy left, Bowo didn't even notice. Her presence is very thin.

...****************...

In this quite magnificent meeting room, Santi and the two captains who had just arrived at the headquarters immediately sat together.

"Where's your trip?" ask Santi.

"The intensity of the disturbance of evil spirits is crazy in urban areas, while in rural areas is not too striking" said Bima. "This pattern looks like they're looking for attention."

"News is more rapid in the city than inland" continued Arjuna. "What is the purpose?"

"This supernatural activity is someone's. You could say not a natural disaster, but an artificial disaster," said Santi. "Their goal is to spread our fighting strength a little."

"For?" bima asked frowning.

"The resurrection of eleven rudras" replied Santi. "They're after the last Kanigara who can cast a resurrection spell."

Santi sighed. "Well, that's why I'm asking you to turn right. Mahari's."

Hearing Santi's words, these two captains looked at each other as if in disbelief.

"Jun, I need you to find out where Mahari is."

Arjuna got up from his seat. "soon."

"Bim, you please monitor Tantra these two days. As if there's something suspicious, report it."

"okay." Bima got up from her seat and walked out of the room with Arjuna.

...****************...

In a different place, Yasa was walking around the street this afternoon. He visits one eating place to another, hoping to find Mahari at his lunch hour.

However, let alone finding it, everyone who was there had never seen Mahari for almost a week.

Yasa let out a heavy sigh, then walked back to Tantra. He sat on the terrace chair as Mahari used to do every man was feeling tired. The difference is, there is no cup of coffee or tea that accompanies Yasa.

"Where is that guy?" gumam Yasa monologue.

In the midst of the storm in Yasa who was increasingly rumbling, Bowo's figure walked from the direction of the gate and ended up in the chair next to Yasa.

"Tumben you're home at this hour? Expelled you the same association because your face looks like tuyul gede?" ask Yasa.

"Now until tomorrow the cave won't go anywhere. As a matter of fact, the cave will not let you alone" Bowo replied. "Berabe if jin tomang small model you kidnap."

"Well, relax. Even a cave can survive."

"Yes, aren't you?" bowo asked in a soft voice.

"What target?" ask Yasa back

"Mahari is always clumping behind us. Maybe now he's just crashing again. Our enemy is strong." replied Bowo.

Yasa laughed thinly. "It could be, nginget he's a man who's just a big mouth."

"But yes, even though he is. It turned out that in the association he was quite reformed. Formerly Mahari was a former Commander," said Bowo.

"Commander, huh? From the beginning the cave believes that he is actually very powerful." Yasa smiled. "Although ya—ngeliat his attitude may be many who will not believe it too."

"What did you ever see?" ask Bowo.

Yasa shook his head. "No really. It's only been a few years of thought that if he survived the bloody jathilan tragedy, he's got great power."

"One of man's greatest powers is luck, Yas" Bowo chirped with unkindness.

Yasa chuckled. "Yes, it's usual. Perhaps Mahari is a person with a high level of Hokkaido."

"Make it now we can't handle anyone. We have to be stronger for ourselves" Bowo said.

"Yes, really you, no."

...****************...

Time ran back, drowning the sun to the bottom of the darkness. Inside the dark forest, a handsome man with sharp and cold eyes stood up, leaning against a gigantic old tree. That night, the wind whispered boisterously, and the tree branches around it looked like hands trying to reach the man into a more dense darkness.

Suddenly, the ringing of a cell phone broke the silence of the terrifying forest. Although the atmosphere in the forest was tense, he raised his phone with a flat face as if ordinary.

"Finally get a call!" say Santi's voice from behind the call. The woman sounded so tense as if something was urgent. "Where's the position, Ta?"

Arkanta Dananjaya was named, the supreme commander at Ratnakusuma. He was still silent as he stared at the flashes of light within the forest.

"Alas Roban," Arkanta answered briefly and flatly.

In the call, Santi informs him that the headquarters is going through a very serious problem and asks the Commander to immediately complete his demon hunt in the Alas Roban forest quickly, then come back before sunset tomorrow.

The flashes of light between the tree branches instantly stopped, creating a dark, gripping atmosphere around Arkanta.

Amidst that tension, a handsome man with an equally flat face appeared from behind the darkness. His body is covered in blood. In his left hand, he held three demon heads. While in his right hand, a sword glistened with a carving of Javanese script inscribed Iro Yudho Wicaksono brandished a valiant upright.

"I'm done" said Darmanta in a piercing cold voice.

Arkanta remains calm, although the atmosphere of Alas Roban forest now feels so scary. He looked at Darmanta firmly.

"Rest. Tomorrow we go home" Arkanta replied with a heavy voice.

The two of them walked away and disappeared in the darkness of the night.