THE TEARS OF KUMARI KANDAM
CHAPTRE 56

"Ah, you found me."

Spontaneous Haala drew her sword, followed by the soldiers. "Let me guess. From the ninety thousand pages, right?" added Gaana."

"Commander, we're ready to strike."

Haala shook her head in response to one of the soldiers. "Hold."

"The book that was afraid of the sunlight, I remembered everything written there. Awesome, right? I'm sure you're having trouble digesting it. Want me to help?"

...Some consider it a curse, but others consider it a gift. Is not being able to die a true gift? Those who need air to breathe, it must belong to God. If otherwise?...

...The loser on Shukravaar's night belongs to the devil. He needs air just to be polluted. He did not die even though he had already passed through his throat. He said hello to death for a moment like a baby who was shocked by the howling of a wolf....

...Even so, he was created by God. The merciful Lord gave a final stopover for her. Later, when his revenge is avenged, God will open the gates of hell, and make it wick until the apocalypse comes....

Gaana continued, "For me not to die is truly a gift. That's why I'm still fine despite getting stuck in that fucking fish's esophagus. I ate his soul little by little without his knowledge. No one would have thought of it."

"What?"

"Your father didn't tell you? If that damn fish soul was equivalent to seven thousand saint souls? Ah, could it be that this time he died for real?" Gaana asked Haala.

"Commander, we must attack him immediately."

"Hey, don't be provoked. He could lie because he was afraid. Isn't that right, Ko-"

Gaana's amused laughter instantly cut through the whispers of the ten chosen soldiers from Kumari Kandam. Slowly Gaana raised her hand, and along with the beautiful movement of her hand, the carcass of Ghinauna* shot out from within the lake, darting into the air for a few seconds, and then it fell to the ground after uprooting ten gigantic-sized trees.

Ghinauna* giant fish guard Lake Baadal.

"Let me tell you one thing. If you were to come face to face with my beautiful form now, nothing could make me hurt but the leader of the pe-tribe"

"Kneeling. Then raise your hands in the air" Haala interrupted Gaana.

Gaana laughed again, getting more amused. "Not playing is indeed the bravery of women belonging to the two strongest men on earth."

"I don't belong to anyone."

Gaana was still laughing. "You know? I'd love to tear you apart. A gaze very similar to that of my defected subordinate, I don't want to look at him anymore. But I have to hold back. Because you're my revenge pawn. Ka-"

Spontaneous Gaana plunged herself into the lake, as hundreds of arrows were suddenly released towards her. It was an arrow belonging to the Chamakaadar warrior who instantly moved towards the southeast after hearing the thumping sound. Haala ran towards the lake, intending to chase Gaana, followed by her soldiers as well as Chamakadaar warriors. But of course, Gaana again disappeared like swallowed by the earth.

"Why did he run away?"

"Of course for fear of Dhabba*. We've smeared our arrows with it."

Dhabba*a new weapon made by Kumari Kandam that proved to weaken Gaana. Dhabba is made from a mixture of salt and holy water. The reaction that would arise if Dhabba hit the Gaana body part is a pain that slowly turns into a burning feeling.

"Greetings. Introduce me ma-"

"You screwed things up" Haala interrupted the Chamakadaar war commander.

"I'm sorry? It seems like anyone with eyes knows that I just saved you and your soldiers."

Haala did not answer. Just pointing into the woods. The commander of the Chamakadaar war did not answer, only hurried. But halfway through the journey, the young war commander's steps came to a halt. How not? A fish many times the size of a cruise ship blocked its path. The fish that had been alive even before Chamakadaar stood up was dead horribly.

"Yes Gods. Who would dare to do this to the most sacred creatures in Chamakadaar?"

"Sin' gaana."

The commander of the Chamakadaar war turned to Haala. "Gaana killed him because his soul was equivalent to seven thousand saint souls."

"What?"

"I only found out today, too" Haala replied.

"Then there's no time. We have to save the remaining Namakeen."

Namakeen* a type of Ghinauna that inhabits one of the sacred lakes on the Chamakadaar Continent.

Haala nodded in response to her professional partner. The first king to hear the news was of course the king of the Chamakadaar Continent, Arshaq Zamir. King Arshaq looked very angry, but beyond belief his murky reaction was only limited to clenching his stocky hands. And more unexpectedly, King Arshaq suddenly moved from his throne, while releasing his crown.

"Yes Gods. The apocalypse is over," muttered the Chamakadaar war commander.

Yep. Doomsday. The meaning of a king who releases his crown is indeed diverse. It could be due to a headache, being in disguise, or being wanting to release berahi. But here, on eight continents including Kumari Kandam, the meaning of a king releasing his crown is only one. The king was ready to join his fighting force to fight until the last blood point.

"I, Arshaq Zamir, stand here no longer as a king but as a warrior of Chamakadaar. I swear, will continue to raise the sword until doom knelt down begging for my mercy. For Chamakadaar."

And not only the King of Chamakadaar. Kings from other continents did the same, as if they had the same head. The news of the outbreak of war came in turn to the kings in the seven remaining continents. King of Garjan. King of Shusk. King of Padachihn. King of Lagaam. King of Jvaala. King of Hathelee, and King of Kumari Kandam.

" ... stand here no longer as a king but as a Garjan warrior. I swear, will continue to raise the sword until doom knelt down begging for my mercy. For Garjan's sake."

" ... stand here no longer as a king but a Shusk warrior. I swear, will continue to raise the sword until doom knelt down begging for my mercy. For Shusk."

" ... stand here no longer as a king but as a soldier of Padachihn. I swear, will continue to raise the sword until doom knelt down begging for my mercy. For Padachihn."

" ... stand here no longer as a king but a soldier of Lagaam. I swear, will continue to raise the sword until doom knelt down begging for my mercy. For Lagaam."

" ... stand here no longer as a king but a Jvaala warrior. I swear, will continue to raise the sword until doom knelt down begging for my mercy. For Jvaala's sake."

" ... stand here no longer as a king but a Hathelee warrior. I swear, will continue to raise the sword until doom knelt down begging for my mercy. For Hathelee.

"I, Braheim Bhaavesh, stand here no longer as a king but a warrior of Kumari Kandam. I swear, will continue to raise the sword until doom knelt down begging for my mercy. For the sake of Kumari Kandam."