CHAPTER 20. BLACK HOLE

Amidst the tranquility that had long reigned in the James family home, a storm of tension erupted without warning, splitting the silence with lightning speed. Like a mysterious storm that arrived out of nowhere, the family was struck by the onslaught of darkness that threatened The thrilling moment seemed to create a sense of dread that pervaded their minds, letting the tension run through their blood.

An atmosphere of uproar and chaos enveloped the room as the home guard unleashed a goosebump-inducing surprise attack. A tense moment formed in the air, and the family's heartbeat seemed to stop for a moment. James, the previously steadfast figurehead of the family, is now nearly suffocated to death by a mysterious force. Rescue attempts were futile, and adrenaline was pumping hard in those who witnessed the event.

The extraordinary power of the man named Jarwo seemed to reach an uncontrollable peak, far surpassing his colleagues. In that peak of tension, the fate of Sandra and those around her hung by a hair. Screams of fear filled the room, creating a tragic harmony. Meanwhile, Sarah and Alex, not wanting to be caught in the vortex of ferocity, considered the option of escaping, without even caring about James' safety who was on the brink of danger.

"Jarwo, come to your senses, you could kill Mr. James!" one of the colleagues shouted, creating a layer of panicked sound in the room. Sandra, who could no longer remain silent, decided to act. With incredible courage, she emerged from behind, wielding a large flower vase as her weapon. Determinedly, she smashed it right behind the angry guard's head.

The sound of shattering glass and the smell of fresh blood created a shocking dramatization. Sandra, like an unlikely hero, felt she had saved her father from certain death. However, the dramatic incident was not quite over.

The man sank further into anger, losing complete control of himself. With lightning-fast movements, he turned towards Sandra. The furious look in his eyes and his eyeballs that turned red created a terrifying scene as if an angry wolf was crawling on the ground. The tense situation caused everyone around him to retreat in fear, including Sandra who was trying desperately to get away from the growing threat. Forced to run into the dark flower garden at night, Sandra found herself alone in the growing darkness.

Running shuffling, Sandra's beautiful legs were injured by grass thorns, and her hair was blown away by the night wind. Sandra's steps are getting slower along with the fatigue that creeps into her body. In the increasingly enveloping darkness of the garden, Sandra began to feel hopeless and wanted to give up on all obstacles. However, before, like a flash of surprise, Jarwo suddenly appeared in front of her with a face full of blood. The startling appearance made Sandra lose control of her steps, and a burly hand quickly gripped her shoulder.

Screams of pain were heard breaking the silence of the silent night, along with the blue light that suddenly appeared from above, hitting Jarwo's head. The man struggled as if he had been electrocuted, creating a gripping scene that Sandra couldn't bear to look at. However, tragically, Jarwo soon recovered from the attack.

"Diego, help me!" whined Sandra, reflecting deep despair amidst the inevitable chaos.

"Of course. Then what did I come here for?" replied Diego bravely. With eyes that reflected darkness and determination, the two prepared to engage in more intense combat. Diego's presence bothered Jarwo greatly.

"Stay out of this, it's none of your business," Jarwo scolded in a hoarse voice that was completely different from his real one.

"It will be my business if you interfere with that woman. You'd better get out of that man's body and fight me in your true form." Then the two attacked each other.

The fierce battle continued, like a dance of life and death between Diego and Jarwo. The sound of Diego's steps broke the silence of the night, creating a tense melody in the air. One stunning blow stopped Jarwo's brutality in its tracks, demonstrating the immense power Diego possessed. However, the man did not give up, attacking with more ferocity, trying to overcome all the attacks thrown by Diego.

The two were like skilled dancers, weighing each other down in an increasingly intense battle. The flashes of light from the clash of their weapons and skills created a fierce dance between shadow and light, creating a thrilling and suspenseful image of combat. Each movement becomes a climactic point in the inevitable drama.

Sandra, hiding in the trees, watched the battle with bated breath. Diego's presence was a ray of hope amidst the darkness, but the overcast sky and strong winds added worry to Sandra's heart. The tightness and pain in her chest created uncertainty, foretelling that something bad would happen to Diego. "Diego! You have to..." Sandra's shout of warning came to an abrupt halt, as a black hole appeared suddenly, engulfing Diego and Jarwo in a mysterious vortex.

"No, Diego!" Sandra ran towards the black hole that disappeared like smoke. Her steps sounded heavy on the shaking ground, and she wept guiltily over the loss of Diego and Jarwo. The atmosphere of the night, which had previously been filled with silence, now turned into deep sadness, as the woman felt that everything had gone wrong because of her.

"It's all my fault. They were harmed because of me!" Sandra screamed, lamenting the tragic destiny that formed around the fight they had experienced.

"Just catch me, and give them back! I'm the one you're looking for!" Sandra shouted in frustration at the situation she was in. She didn't know how to save the two people, and felt herself useless.

"Sandra! Where are you?" came the voices of people calling her name, breaking the silence of the night filled with uncertainty. "I'm here! Help me!" she shouted back, her desperate voice cutting through the dark night like a razor blade. It was a cry of desperation that seemed to creep into every corner of the dark night.

Several men emerged from the darkness, carrying flashlights and axes as their weapons. They walked through the once peaceful garden, searching for the origin of the screams that broke the silence of the night. Among them, James, Sandra's father, looked worried and agitated. His tense face reflected a deep concern for his daughter's safety.

"Is anyone hurt?" asked James in a trembling voice, his eyes thoughtful as he watched his daughter. "I'm fine, Dad. However, Diego and Jarwo were lost in the black vortex," Sandra replied in a trembling tone, trying to explain the extraordinary events she had just experienced. However, an atmosphere of confusion and doubt surrounded the people around her, it was difficult for them to believe a story that seemed like a fantasy story.

Everyone looked at each other, looking for clues or reassurance from each other's facial expressions. It was difficult for them to reconcile Sandra's story with the seemingly normal reality before. It was as if they were thrown into another world full of mystery and unpredictability.