"M-My love! Hurry up! I'll take care of them!" Fear can be seen in the eyes of the brave warrior. He approached her and caressed her cheeks that were wet with tears from her beautiful eyes.

"Let's just run away together, my love!" The male warrior struggles and tries to pull his hands to escape. The disciples of the foreign conquerors are chasing them. They have reached their town and are killing the warriors.

"Honey, I have to do this..." The brave warrior said softly. Tears began to fall from his eyes.

"I promise, We'll meet again..." The warrior said while holding the boy's cheek and staring into his eyes.

"I'm scared Darling, I-Promise that you'll be safe..." She said tearfully. He hopes that nothing bad will happen to those he is spinning and that they will win their fight against the foreign invaders

"P-Promise dear... Go away!" He promised and yelled when he sees the foreigners who were approaching them. It seems they have been tracked down.

The babaylan left the place in a hurry. Her tears flowed and she was afraid of what might happen to her loved one. But he also needs to be safe because he will be one of the main heroes to fight the invaders.

From afar the brave warrior watched his beloved running away.

He smiled bitterly and prepared himself.

After a while he was surrounded by foreigners who did not exceed ten in number.

He was alone but he knew he shouldn't be discouraged and that he should be able to handle it. Not because he is the strongest warrior in their area but because of the promise he left to his beloved.

He took his sword from his waist and prepared for battle.

He screamed with all his might and fearlessly rushed at the enemies.

With every flick of his torch, someone's life ends, with every noise their swords make every time they strike, there is a scream.

Not long after, he gradually wears out the enemy. There are only three of the enemy left and they are still wounded.

But he is also full of wounds. His body was also tired and his wounds continued to bleed.

The warrior's breathing is fast and deep and so are the opponents. They seem to be waiting for who will step forward first.

One of the three foreigners ran up to him and was about to tackle him. But before he could get close to her, he kicked her in the side causing her to be knocked out.

The two remaining rushed at him at the same time. The first alien raised his sword but the warrior blocked it with his sword. What he didn't expect was the appearance of the second alien and it stabbed him in the side causing him to scream in pain and let go of his sword.

He walked backwards and leaned against the tree near him. His vision is also starting to blur due to the amount of blood lost.

The one he knocked down earlier now stood up again. Again it's three against one.

Three with swords and he who was alone and only used his fist because his sword had fallen and was there near the foreigners.

He had no choice now but to fight with only his fist.

He stood up again and prepared himself. The smallest of the three foreigners rushed at him alone.

He dodged the sword and he had no choice but to dodge and wait for the right opportunity to attack.

After a few seconds, the alien stopped attacking him. It was panting and looked tired.

He took this opportunity to attack and grab his sword.

When the foreigner turned over, he quickly took the sword and went to the height of the foreigner. He stabbed her several times, but it never occurred to her that she had two more companions.

From behind him, one of the foreigners stabbed him to stop him from killing his comrade.

He just looked up at the dark sky and the rain began to fall slowly along with his tears.

One of the foreigners kicked him, causing their sword to be completely removed from his back.

As he fell to the ground he remembered his promise.

"I-I'm sorry my love, It looks like we won't meet again yet. Forgive me. I love you so much." he was crying and weak. The foreigners just looked at him and kicked him once more before leaving him.

He smiled bitterly. It seems that he has only reached this point. In the last moments of his life, he remembered the happy memories he had with his family, friends and his beloved. After a few moments it died.

The rain did not stop. They seem to sympathize with the loss of their country's bravest warrior.

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The Babaylan suddenly stopped in his running.

At the same time as the rain was falling, her tears were also falling.

His heart was aching. He screamed out loud with anguish, pain and sorrow.

At that time he knew that his spouse was gone.

He knelt on the ground and covered his face.

"Y-You promised me! Y-You said we'll meet again!" It was full of anguished cries.

He is in a lot of pain now. He seems to want to die from the pain his heart feels.

He slowly stood up and walked like he was out of his mind. He seemed to have lost his mind. His personality was covered with pain.

He stopped walking when he was at the end-

At the end of a hill. At its bottom are rocks and strong sea waves. He approached it and looked down.

"M-My love, H-Wait for me, M-We'll meet again." He said one last thing before jumping off the cliff.

He quickly plunged down.

"I love you, We will meet again. That's my promise my love." It heard a familiar voice.

He smiled as he closed his eyes. Finally, they are together again.