Two hundred meter from Jack's location, to the west, Meyrlion found them, a group of intruders who are trying to chase that poor Princess. He racks his brain, only to find the very cool way of appearance before ambushing them. He doesn't realize that Jack's bad influence start to worsen his way of thinking.
After he has been watching some of Jack's movie collection of superheroes, apparently he is very impressed by one of them. Especially movies about the hero of the night in a black suit who always work alone, wearing a cool mask and talk with very few words which are too cool to be quoted. He liked that superhero so much, just like many boys who are very fond of such superhero on Earth.
At least, he decides to face them on. He is standing in the middle of the road while the full moon shines right behind him. Sometimes one or two bats appear above his head. And those scenery is cool enough to be put on the silver screen. The dark hero of Mount Luwa, the movie, soon. And this will become very artistic hero's appearance, he thought.
One minute later, that group of chasers finally come. They stopped twenty-five meters before Meyrlion. They put their self on full guard, full of vigilant. Apparently, they are a little bit shocked seeing someone dare to block their way.
In their eyes, there is a young man in his early twenty standing in the middle of the road with a calm but threatening manner. Due to the full moon shining behind him, they cannot identify their opponent. They could only see his slim figure under the disguise of a dark silhouette, formed by the shadows under the full moonlight.
The wind of the night sometimes breezes with very cold manner. Giving a dark and gloomy impression but very poetic to describe. His black robe was seen fluttering in the evening mountain winds, like the banner of a warring army that blazed like hellfire, giving a message of death that he was ready to crush any king who dared to confront him.
His hands are folded in front of the chest with a face covered in a black mask which leaves only the eye hole and a small part of the face under the nose, giving a mysterious and extraordinarily cool impression. He was not seen carrying any weapons at all, but the charisma he carried clearly gave him a challenge as well as a death threat. Ready or not, you should realize you are facing the terror who will shake night, o criminals.
But as if they are well-trained mage knight, quickly they are controlling their self.
"Whoever you are, move from our way. Or we will kill you immediately !"
Meyrlion chuckled in annoyance, feeling his cool effort was in vain. With his baritone voice, he responds to them, slowly as if he is reciting lines from story scripts, "If you kill a killer, the number of killers in this road remains the same."
"Oh, do you think, we don't dare to kill you?" They laughed together.
"The night is darkest just before the dawn. And I promise you, the dawn is coming. When Luwa is ashes, you have my permission to die." Meyrlion tries to put his best-wicked smile into action.
Their laugh face immediately turns into grim. Some of them start to unsheathe his magical weapon. Some of them start to chant some spell. And then many magical circles appear out of nowhere.
Meyrlion chuckled again with his very cool manner. Slowly, he walks into their place with a very imposing manner. "Sometimes it's only madness that makes us what we are... don't you all agree ?"
Some of his soon-to-be his enemies react with opposite action. They put some back step unconsciously. Not ever once they thought that someone will play with their minds.
"Some men just want to watch the world burn," Meyrlion said as if he plays the main character of the movie. Deep inside his heart, Meyrlion really enjoys this situation. He starting to solidifying his own thought that this is how the hero of the night feels. It really feels great, he thought.
"You start pretending to have fun, o criminals.. you might even have a little by accident." Meyrlion laughed maliciously.
"Attack him now !" someone said. But no one reacts soon.
"Oh? Really? Realize that you're not the devil. You're my practice." Meyrlion laughs again with a very cool manner and then suddenly disappear from their sight.
"Be very cautious, he is very dangerous." The enemies are dumbfounded and mentally unprepared for such situation development. The scariest things are the most unknown and unfamiliar development without any hints to react properly.
"Argh! Nooo, my limbs gone..." someone cried loudly, breaking a tense silence.
Blugh!
Then some sound effect can be heard, indicating that a few people have been dropped to the ground as if they are getting hit by an unknown attack. Screams and complaints of pain have ended the stillness of the night. Slowly but surely, it has the effect of lowering the combat morale of other colleagues.
Only in less than five seconds, their number has been reduced into eight people. Five people are dropped in the ground with incomplete limbs, but still alive. Two persons have gone missing.
The leader looks so angry but unable to react properly.
Meyrlion has reappeared in the same place just like before. Still with hero's cool manner. "People need dramatic examples to shake them out of apathy and I can't do that as a child of Luwa. As a man I'm flesh and blood, I can be ignored, I can be destroyed, but as a symbol, as a symbol, I can be incorruptible. I can be everlasting. Don't you agree?"
A second later he disappears again. Then two or three persons fall headfirst to the ground with all their hands and feet getting a broken bone. This time their leader was passed out immediately. His jaw was suffered a heavy blow, and his throat getting hit by an unknown weapon. Then he lost his feet completely as if being cut by invisible guillotine.
Again, Meyrlion has reappeared in the same place just like before. He smiles wickedly "Not everything. Not yet. Sometimes the truth isn't good enough, sometimes people need more..."
"Wait, wait... stop I surrender..." this time the female voice sounded scared.
"I surrender..."
"Me too...." the other three follows their friend to surrender.
"Please spare my life, Sir"
"Face down on the ground. Put your hands on your head and open your feet wide. Throw all your weapons away. One wrong move, you're dead" Meyrlion shout so loudly, mimicking a police officer who arrests some criminals on the movies. Behind his mask, he smiles so proudly. It turned out that this was how a policeman caught a bandit. It feels so great.
"Yes Sir." all of them do his order without a second thought. It's clear that they are so frightened.
Now, only one person remains. She is still standing there unmoved.
"Well..well, now, the last man standing, aren't you? Tell me where your weapon is, then you have my permission to die." Meyrlion said while facing her.
Unexpectedly, she stepped forward toward Meyrlion. Her face is flustered, and she seems blushed.
"Sir, please, how can you be so cool? I can not stand my heart are beating too fast. My breath is tight every time I could not see you standing there. I don't want to die because unable to see your face anytime I need you. Please marry me...Stand by me until death does us apart." she said while hugging Meyrlion passionately.
Instantly, Meyrlion passed out on the spot, just like a boxer getting KO-ed in his jaw.