The Amazing Joni's
CHAPTER 11: ELEVEN

It's not over yet.

Suddenly Sem smiled smirked. The roof of the room is disappearing, one advantage for him. Suddenly, Sem lifted the bow, aiming at the blue sky. His arrows slid swiftly, far out of sight. A few seconds the arrow returned with thousands of pointed eyes, preparing to plunge. The target was not Hon, but Was who was sitting casually no matter what happened in the middle of the arena. Thousands of arrows shot out toward that defenceless body.

Deni and I jumped. Who can escape the siege of arrows from all directions. Something beyond belief happened again. Hon, instead of helping Was, he ran towards us, attacking. His punch hit all three of us. I made a shield, trying to minimize the effects of the attack. I knew my shield would go to waste. But at the very least, it would keep our bodies from bouncing too far. It's dangerous to bounce around in an open room like this. Once bounced away, the body on the ground floor fell. I persevered by turning around, using the pressure of the wind so that my body would not cross the boundary of the arena. Deni rests on the sword, making a long line almost from the middle of the field. Sem bounced the worst, he couldn't prevent the severity of the attack, the shield I made didn't help much. Luckily, his body did not fall out.

What about Was? The thousand arrows fell silent for a moment. The referee has powers like mine. He can manipulate air pressure better. Able to withstand the onslaught of a thousand arrows. When Was took off his hand, the arrow fell on the floor, losing its energy. Thousands of arrows have failed.

I swallowed spit. Shem didn't see the incident. He's still down. Holy hooch! One Hon man alone we've had trouble dealing with it. What about the plan to defeat the Was? It's totally beyond belief. They are stronger.

Silent, the fighting arena was called the roar of the desert wind.

Deni and I were able to stand up, but our strength was almost exhausted. I think, one more attack this is all already game over. We're gonna lose. Hon who stood upright gathered strength, preparing for the next attack. There is no time to help her. I have to defeat Hon immediately.

A bullet suddenly shot. Penetrate head. Hon. He did not expect the attack. His body instantly weakened, losing a lot of energy.

“Dia.” Shem tried to get up, Deni and I approached her. Like something Sem wanted to say. We helped him stand up.

“What are you doing, Sew!?” The referee who saw Hon started to fall down shouted furiously. Sew, a well-dressed man who had killed one of his men, Gen. Sew emerges from behind the white portal.

Sem who saw Hon weakening took an arrow from the arrow rest, aiming towards the lunglai's body. Wuss. one of his arrows shot, splitting into three, slamming Hon's head. If previously the arrow was just like a nosy mosquito nuisance. This time it was more than that. Hon lost a lot of power after being hit by the same bullet in his head when he finished Gen off. Antique and expensive bullets. The arrows that Sem released worked well, making Hon's body more quickly slowly disappear. Just a few minutes after Hon showed his prowess, everything changed. He died with a bullet that also killed Gen, and three arrows that one of the arrows was able to finish off a lion. So easy.

“You want me to antagonize you, Sew!?” The referee was too angry. He stood up from his own. “What are you doing, huh?”

“What do I do? I should have asked like that, Was. What the hell are you doing? Why won't you sell me your oil just because of these three cockroaches?” Sew responded to Was's anger casually. There is no fear seen from this man.

“You killed my best man. You might as well have killed Gen. You're outrageous, Sew.” Was jumping down from kiani.

“Exploitation? Isn't that you, Was.” Sew raised his hand. Laughs. “Look, you've been hated your people for decades. If only they had powers like mine, they would have been in rebellion for a long time. Honey, they're just ordinary, weak residents. They choose to curl up in their homes. They have abandoned you, forsaken the king. What kind of leader are you, Was? You're in business with the oil mafia.” Sew laughed again. The one laughing at his face grew even more furious.

The fight has been taken over. In a moment, we can take a breath of relief. Just momentary. Was dealing with Sew. Oil business partners. Give us time to think.

“We remain vigilant.” She asked us to gather at one point. Keep watch over each other. “I know the man with the weapon. That's why I parted ways with you when I came here. I know what kind of weapon it is, only three bullets. He already used it when he killed Gen, one of Was's men. That means the bullet's one. In addition, I managed to get one important description.” She was still stingy, she was the one who suffered the most among the three of us.

Me and Deni looked over. Important evidence?

“But not now. I'll tell you later. We must stay focused on this fight.” Shem looked ahead. The bow is in hand.

The referee launched a punch, a split second his body was already in front of Sew. His movements are completely invisible. Sekajap eye? No. gabe. Less than that. Powerful boxing hit Sew. Although he had held back, Sew's body was still thrown.

“You know, Sew? For decades I've never hit anyone. Maybe it was just a warm-up. I haven't really been, Sew.” The referee walked closer to the body trying to get up. The three of us could only watch on the terpi arena. Stay alert.

Sew rise. Gun at gunpoint. A bullet that can kill Gen and Hon in one shot.

“You want to shoot me? Please if you dare, Sew.” Was laughing loudly. Da was not afraid, even though his men were killed with weapons that were targeting him at this time.

Sew stared hard. It's been a business for the last decades. A bullet finally shot. On target. Through the right shoulder. Was lowered.

Silent moment. Deni has clenched his hands. Yup!

He smiled, then laughed loudly. His saliva splattered, condensing.

“It turns out that kind of bullet you used to take out two of my men, Sew. Weak-headed. Too weak.” He laughed again, holding his stomach. Be ill. Not because of the gunfire, but because it held back laughter.

Sew hissing. That's the greatest bullet he's ever had. The bullet casing is empty. A portal finally opened. Sew decides to leave, run away. The referee intended to stop him. Be late. The portal had already closed for a split second before Was touched it.

The three of us were tense. If there is no opponent, the business partnership has broken, the men are finished. Who else will be the target of anger?

“Prepare, friends!” Shem gave aba-aba. Shem aiming at the arrow, Deni unsheathed the sword. I pulled out a fist. I'm the only one who doesn't have a gun.

He looked at us, smiling.

“AARGHH.” The referee shouted as loudly as possible. The battle arena made of the best marble broke out. Stones flying. Cracks. The building felt hard.

“You will pay for this with death. You're bullies!” Was's face that had been relaxed, turned violent and creepy. His anger was at the top. The ready-made war cannon.

The arena of fighting changed. No longer with a shiny marble floor, but the collision of broken rocks.

“Strike him!” She took a step. Before we launched the attack, Was's body had already been lifted into the air. She flew? I don't know. Higher up

“He will attack us from above! Don't mind his movements. We attack together!” Sem again exclaimed.

The roar of the desert wind at the top of the building was getting louder. The sun is slightly dimming. The referee gathers energy, focusing it on the fist. Prepare to deliver the best shot. Sew's best bullets don't work. What about us? It's really cornered.

Deni launched the best slash. His slash struck a white-colored streak of energy. Whatever the slash goes through will be cut off. Anything yet? I don't know. Those white scratches flew bouncy towards the floating body. Sem pulled a bow, took off the arrow. Splitting, splitting, maybe hundreds. Following the physical form of Deni's sword slash. In concert. The was floated high above, providing distance for the arrow.  Haven't had two of those attacks touched Was's floating body. The energy that had accumulated in Was's fist was released. Thumping, colliding. The referee is far superior. Deni's sword slash and hundreds of Sem's arrows were smashed apart. Not until there, Was's punch continues to target us at the top of the building. It looks like a falling meteor. Ready to hit the building itself.

The wind around the roar grew louder. The direction is erratic. The energy pressure is incredible. I crossed my arms, made a shield. Shouted, in order for the shield to get bigger, it gets thicker. Being detained or not being detained is the same. The three of us will still be hit by that blow. My shield floated bigger, protecting the entire corner of the arena. Was sliding from above. Increasingly. His fist let out a light, dazzling. Sem and Deni put their hands to their faces, taking refuge. Avoiding or not avoiding, is the same.

Waited for a moment. The remaining walls of the house fall out slowly. The sand country is poranda. Worse than a tornado. Debris strewn.

“I should have held back my strength even more.” Was grumbling. The body remains floating.

I'm trying to push the concrete debris that's overlapping. Trying to stand. I don't seem to have any more energy. The armour I was wearing shattered on the right wing. But there is still no sign of game over. It's not done yet. Not far from where I was trying to crawl. Deni's body was also hit by concrete ruins.

“Den! You're not okay? Hey, Deni!” I shook his body. Deni might be okay. His body is still here. But I didn't see Sem. Where's she? Is Sem okay. In this game, his body is the most affected by the attack.

Deni blinked his eyes, alright. I removed the concrete that was overrunning him. His armour was also cracked in the chest.

“You okay, Den?” I asked.

Deni nodded, an answer.

The mood is silent. We're already on the ground floor. More precisely, outside the building. There was already no building standing firmly anymore after that blow.

“Where, Sem?” Deni asked.

I'm shaking. Don't know. I hope he's okay. I've been standing tall, too Deni. Our energy is still there, albeit small. Was's body still looks hovering above us. Getting lower, landing. Ten feet from me and Deni.

“I didn't suspect. Your body's endurance is strong.” The referee smiled again, his eyes staring hard.

How about this, Jon. Deni staring. I understand that look. I don't know either. Somehow we beat the referee. He's too strong.

“Good, I seem to be bored. I'll finish it soon.” Was cupped his hands in front of his chest. Throwing his smile away. Changing the look of the face is more scary. The body floated slowly approaching us like a ghost.

I swallowed spit. This second attack will take everything.

It was then, when we were desperate for the umpteenth time. Something strange happened to Was's body. He lost power? Was stopped drifting, falling crouched on the remaining marble floor. Breath snorted. Deni and I looked at each other, not understanding. What was?

“Joni! Denis! Attack him with your maximum strength!” There was a scream behind the ruins. No stranger. From that direction, Sem staggered, holding his shoulder.

Me and Deni nodded. The last attack was not from the Was, but came from us.

Deni concentrated energy on his sword blade. I took the horses, kept a fist behind my waist. More concentration, more concentration. We need more energy. Five seconds later, the attack began. Deni slashed even harder. The light scratches coming out from his sword were larger. Moving quickly towards Was's body that was still helpless. I followed Deni's action with a punch. An invisible wind pressure followed the light scratches from Deni's sword. Telak. That last strike hit Was's helpless body. He fell down, lying facing the blue sky.

Non-rigid. The body was stiff, motionless. The wind of the desert caressed his face. Frowsty.

“That's enough to finish him.” Shem walked over, her left shoulder was injured. Bumped some ruins.

I'm actually confused. There is one big question in my head. How could the Was who just a moment ago looked superior, now be so easy to beat? I almost asked that question. Cut off by the movement of Was's hand that waved towards the sky, trying to reach out to the sun.

The three of us approached the body.

“You and your dream are over, Was.” Sem is approaching the Was head.

Was smiling. “I've wanted this for a long time, Sem.” His voice was flat, not intonating. Sem nodded, understood. Deni and I understood, pretending.

What is so great about losing trust? Being an abandoned leader, hated, uncared for. As hard as any intention to become a ruler. If the led has not put trust, all is lost in vain.

The body slowly disappeared. The damaged pixels. Disappeared without a trace. All that remains is the destruction of almost the entire city. The wind once again, saying goodbye. Victory.

One question is still up.

“How can we beat him so easily, Sem? Isn..” I asked. Finally the question was answered. But cut off by Sem's explanation.

“Poisons. The arrow I threw was poisonous. The poison was high level, capable of killing a thousand lions with just one drop. It even killed a person twice as powerful as Was. I bought that arrow in the shop we went to. Lucky you guys didn't buy anything back then. I can use the allotment of money I gave you to buy that arrow.” Shem explained, her hand was still holding onto the sore shoulder.

“What is a coincidence?” Deni laughed lightly.

“That's important we win buddy.” I pat Deni on the shoulder. I'll pat Sem's shoulder. Sem scuttle, remind. Shoulder injured.

The three of us laughed. The first mission is complete.

“We'll rest now, Sem. You should do the same.” I led Shem to his feet.

Sem nodded. “Take it easy. I know some good drug stores. Save the game now, Den.”

Deni saved the game we did. If you come back to play later. We will be in the second scene. Sabana State.

“Good. We are logged out now, Sem.” I pressed one of the watch buttons on my wrist.

Sem nodded.