Asyura so arrogantly approached Misyura, with a very unfriendly look with Misyura.
Ashura began to feel unsure in his mind, especially lately several cities in the Triani Empire were attacked by organizations they did not know.
This is what made him even more convinced that the silence that occurred in their residence was caused by these organizations, causing their city to be hit by silence as uninhabited.
"Misyura, it's good to rest at your residence, not in a place like this."
Ashura then showed their city to Misyura who had risen from his sleep, "See what is carrying there. Disasters are happening, Misyura."
"What happened, Ashura?" Misyura asked in a very flat tone, while jumping down from the tree, the place was resting.
"Asyura, what is happening? As if you have known it."
"My hunch is very bad," Ashura pointed out once again their city from the cliff to Misyura.
"Look ... there was no slightest sound that was blown every morning. There was no scream of babies who welcomed the arrival of the sun and did not look at all the children who joked together to pursue their dreams. Likewise buffalo and donkeys were not brave to uncover and cry. This is a bad sign, Misyura."
Ashura then turned her gaze to Marshal Gatzriel, who was standing on the city he led was quiet lifeless.
"Marshal ... whether by stalling time in this place, will be able to overcome the problems that have befallen our city?" Asyura asked with a very concerned face.
"Asyura, Misyura ..." Marshal Gatzriel approached both of them, before holding their arms, "whatever happens in our city, both disasters and blessings, stay to always be calm and be aware in all situations."
"Yes, Marshal," Ashura answered with a very convincing facial expression.
While Misyura just bowed without a word, with a very narrow eyes leading to the city of their residence, which seemed very very foreign to him.
The three of them began to continue their journey to the west, in order to pass the very steep cliff.
On the other hand Rinjani City itself has a very sturdy and tall fortress made of concrete, to protect the city of Rinjani from various disasters.
And only one way they can pass as a place for the entry of residents in the city of Rinjani, namely in the west.
*****
At the same time, the eyes of one and hashtag continued to discuss the Kepulang Marshal Gatzriel and the two bodyguards at the residence of Marshal.
While dozens of Rinjani residents who were afraid of being disastrous that befell them, chose to evacuate at the residence of Marshal Gatzriel.
Unlike the case with other citizens, whose condition they don't know, because all residents are now starting to find comfort in order to avoid problems that might be repeated.
Besides the gate to enter the city of Rinjani is wide open, without the slightest supervision by people who are usually assigned to guard the entrance to the city of Rinjani.
This makes it very easy for the intruders to enter the city of Rinjani and commit acts of crime as they want, because the gate is now wide open for anyone who wants to go out or enter the city of Rinjani.
"What are we waiting for again! Look at those who come to beg," begged one eye, while pointing to the residents of Rinjani City who fled at the residence of Marshal Gatzriel from behind the wide open window, precisely in the hashtag room.
One eyes turned his gaze to the hashtag, who sat on his bed with a face full of confusion thinking about his fate of Rinjani City residents.
"Will you wait for Marshal here, all problems will be resolved?" One eye then approached the hashtag, and sat next to his left.
"Tagar, waiting is a very boring problem. Will everything be resolved, if waiting for Marshal that never comes? Will they be free from this shackle, if we are just silent, witnessing the pain that bother them?"
The hashtag rose from his seat, before stepping slowly approaching the window and staring at the residents who fled there with guilt.
"Eyes one, I don't want to make mistakes in this situation," he pleaded.
"All actions must have a cause and there are consequences, hashtags. Not good, if we just keep quiet here. Besides, there is nothing we watched at the residence of this Marshal. Remember that, the hashtag ..." begged one eye, before rising from his seat and coming out of the hashtag room.
After the departure of one eye, the hashtag feels a very deep dilemma, because he himself does not agree with the actions that the eye wants to be taken.
On the other hand he could not do anything, other than hanging his hopes to Marshal Gatzriel.
"What should I do," pleaded Tagar, who walked abysmally in his room, from one corner of the room to another.
"What should I do ... what should I do," he pleaded again, before looking at the refugees who fled at the residence of Marshal Gatzriel from behind the wide open window.
Because he was tired of walking abysmally in his room, he began to approach his bed, before sitting in a slightly bent position and with both hands that closed in front of his forehead.
"Marshal Gatzriel, what should I do," he muttered softly.
Because it was dissolved in the disaster that befell their city, now Marshal Gatzriel is present to greet him, like an illusion.
[Hi hashtag, what's wrong with you?] Asked Marshal Gatzriel full of confusion.
[Me, it's okay marshal,] the answer.
[Hashtag, be very calm in dealing with various problems, is a noble attitude of a warrior who can solve various problems that are shambling someone. Remember, every action that you take must have causes and effects, because both of them are complementary dependences not to drop each other. Therefore, you must make a decision as much as possible before everything is late,] begged Marshal Gatzriel, who looked at him with his distinctive smile.
[Yes, I know that. But a decision must be passed by consensus. And I handed everything to Feis, because he was full of responsibility for this problem,] he answered with great guilt.
[That is the biggest weakness in your life, hashtag,] begged Marshal Gatzriel, before patting the right shoulder of one eye.
[Taking a decision from an inhuman action, is very important. Even though you take it unilaterally, but for the good of many people. Especially in unfavorable circumstances, like what we are experiencing today. Remember! Whatever the risk, you must act. And for the lives of many people you must wisely overcome the problem that is happening, hashtag.] Begged Marshal Gatzriel.
[Yes, Marshal, Cetus hashtag, before he aware of his reverie, "Marshal ... Marshal," pleaded the Tagar, who was still confused by what he had experienced.
*****
The footsteps of Feis who were going to the hall, where the residents evacuated immediately stopped because they heard the hashtag calling the name of Marshal Gatzriel.
"Marshal? Did he come," said Feis, before pushing the door of the hashtag room and entered into it without any greeting, "Where is Marshal?" Feis asked.
"Marshal? Did he come?" Tagar asked, who was about to trick one eye, because he had regained consciousness what was said by Marshal Gatzriel, was an incident that he had passed, when the disaster happened to several residents in the city of Rinjani due to the ridiculous activity of Feis.
"Aren't you the one who called Marshal, earlier?" Feis asked full of confusion.
"Huh! I have only been silent in this bed," Taga answered convincingly.
"Alright, if not you who call Marshal. Maybe this is just a hunch, because it is too late to think about the fate of residents," pleaded Feis.
"Wait a minute," pleaded Tagar, stopping footsteps from Feis who began to leave his room.
"What's wrong? Hurry up and say. I don't have more time to tell you," said Feis with a very cynical face.
Feis is very disappointed with him, because the hashtag itself cannot take an action that might change what has happened so that the residents who are there can be free from the shackles that bother them.
"Let's friends, we together help them and also ourselves, so we can get out of this problem," pleaded the hashtag with a very convincing face.
"What's wrong with you," said Feis who felt very strange with the strong treatment of him, because the actions taken by the hashtag were very impossible for him, because from the beginning the hashtag itself did not want to act further, besides waiting for the return of Marshal Gatzriel, "what is possessing you, until you are very confident," he continued.
"Is there something wrong with my attitude?" Tagar asked with a slightly cynical face.
"Hm ... I did not expect, you can change like this. Never mind, don't be a problem anymore," said Feis who did not want to ask more about the decision taken by the hashtag.
On the other hand the state of Rinjani City is increasingly uncontrolled. This made him understand the attitude of the hashtag that began to realize their current situation.
"What's your next plan?" Feis asked.
"Feis, the main problem that occurs in this city, is the negligence of the soldiers who have been assigned to protect the gate in the west. This is what makes the intruders free to enter the city. Therefore, we must be as fast as possible to the west to close the way in and out of this city," pleaded Tagar.
Feis was silent for a moment to think of the opinion of the hashtag which for him was impossible if in this situation they had to rush to the west in order to close the gate there, because rushing to the west was not easy and requires a long time.
On the other hand the soldiers in the city are not there at all. And this is impossible for the two of them to overcome the problem, because it leaves the residence of Marshal Gatzriel without any supervision to keep the residents who displaced there is very dangerous.