Sadauki Fawan and his soldiers were running swiftly through the forest path as if they would fly, with no other place to go except the place of Lajana, to fulfill the command of Queen Juda. Suddenly, they encountered Jidaya before them, riding her mighty horse. She appeared fierce like a lioness, forcing them to stop.
Sadauki Fawan shouted at her:
> “Hey young girl, what is wrong with you? Do you seek death or have you lost your mind?”
Jidaya smiled slightly and replied:
> “It is your lives that I seek. Either you hand them over willingly, or I shall take them by force.”
Angered, Fawan roared and commanded one of his soldiers to strike Jidaya. The soldier charged forward on his horse, burning with fury, and swung his sword at her. But Jidaya swiftly dodged, and with lightning speed, she struck him and his horse down, sending them both to their deaths.
Shock gripped Fawan. He then ordered five of his men to attack Jidaya. They charged forward, screaming and raising their swords. Jidaya clashed with them, killing three outright. The remaining two pressed her hard, but she pushed forward and struck them simultaneously, cutting them and their horses down.
Pointing her blood-stained sword at Fawan, Jidaya shouted:
> “Man, know this—I am Jidaya, the mother of rebellion! Even if you bring me your entire army, I shall strike them down just as I have done to these.”
Infuriated, Sadauki Fawan yelled at his soldiers to attack her all at once. They stormed toward Jidaya together. She hurled herself into them like a whirlwind of fire. The sound of clashing swords and screams of men filled the air, while dust rose like a storm.
After a fierce battle, silence fell. Out of the smoke, Jidaya stood tall, drenched in blood, her sword dripping. All of Fawan’s men lay slaughtered on the ground.
Jidaya and Fawan Duel
Seeing his men dead, Fawan bellowed with rage and charged at Jidaya. Their swords met in mid-air, and they fell back to the ground, stirring up dust. They clashed again and again like raging lions.
At last, Fawan’s blade struck Jidaya’s hand, severing her thumb. Blood gushed out, and in pain she dropped her sword and screamed. Seizing the moment, Fawan struck her with his blade, flinging her against a giant tree. The tree cracked and fell, pressing her down. But Jidaya, quick as lightning, rolled away, grabbed the tree, and leapt back up. Fawan ran toward her, screaming, but she climbed the tree with incredible speed.
Suddenly, she leapt from above and crashed down on Fawan. His skull shattered against the tree, blood pouring everywhere. Jidaya pinned him to the ground with her foot on his chest and placed the tip of her sword on his throat.
She said:
> “Man of this world, know that I could kill you right now. But I will not, for you and I share the same thought, the same dream.”
Barely breathing, Fawan asked:
> “And what dream is that?”
Jidaya answered:
> “REBELLION. You and I both desire to overthrow Queen Juda.”
Struggling, Fawan rose and gasped:
> “But do you know that such an act is the path to death?”
Jidaya replied:
> “Yes, but rather than endure humiliation, it is better to embrace martyrdom. A true warrior does not accept disgrace.”
Fawan responded:
> “But the enemies we face are greater than our strength. We cannot withstand them.”
Jidaya gently touched his shoulder and said:
> “Man, know this—rebellion begins with just one person.”
Her words pierced his heart. Smiling, Fawan extended his hand and said:
> “From this day forward, you and I are united in the war against tyranny.”
Jidaya answered:
> “So be it. But tell me, why do you still serve under Queen Juda’s rule when you too are like us?”
Fawan nodded:
> “I know. But even if it means facing death, standing against tyranny is better than living in its shadow. Now, know that a man lies imprisoned in the depths of the sea called JUSH.”
The Tale of Prince Barat in Sangaram
Jidaya asked:
> “Who is this prisoner in the waters of Jush, and what does he do there?”
Fawan replied:
> “In the city of Sangaram, one of the great cities of Jodan ruled by King Sharxa, the Jordawa oppress other tribes. Sharxa despises every other tribe except his own, and he empowers the wicked. He has a son named Barat, even more cruel than his father. Every day, Barat kills people for sport. Rape has become his habit—he violates women daily, and after defiling them, he kills them. Barat has become a monster in Sangaram. Whenever he rides out with his seven companions, the tribes tremble.”
One day, Barat entered the district of the Yamako people. Their leader, Saihun, had twin sons, Unad and Umad, both mighty warriors skilled in swordsmanship. They also had a sister, Gori, whose beauty was beyond description. Because of her beauty, she was rarely allowed outside, lest she fall into the hands of Jordawa men.
But fate intervened. Barat saw Gori hanging clothes on a balcony. He was struck by her beauty and ordered his men to seize her. Realizing his intentions, Gori fled in fear to her father, Saihun, and told him everything. Weeping, he embraced her and said:
> “My daughter, this is the day of your death.”
At that moment, Unad and Umad rushed in, demanding to know what happened. Before Saihun could explain, over a hundred Jordawa soldiers stormed their home and dragged Gori away.
Enraged, Unad cried out:
> “Whoever touches my sister shall taste death!”
Umad added:
> “Father, do not speak. The pen has dried, fate has spoken. Leave this to us.”
They rushed out and confronted Prince Barat, who was already holding Gori by the shoulder. Unad thundered:
> “Do not dare harm our sister, or you will regret it until eternity!”
Barat laughed in scorn, surprised that poor commoners would challenge him. But Unad and Umad stood firm, weapons drawn. The people of the district fled in terror, knowing a great calamity was about to unfold.
Barat commanded his men, numbering in the thousands, to attack. The battle was fierce—Unad and Umad fought like lions, cutting down enemies by the dozens. Heads rolled, blood flowed, screams filled the air.
At first, Barat and his men thought it was a joke, but when they saw their soldiers slaughtered in heaps, fear gripped them. They tried to flee, but Unad and Umad pursued them, cutting down their horses. Soon only Barat remained.
Cornered, Barat threatened them:
> “If you harm me, you will die, for my father, King Sharxa, will destroy you!”
Unad raised his sword and shouted:
> “Even your father cannot save you from us today!”
Together, the brothers struck, killing Prince Barat.
The entire city of Sangaram was thrown into chaos. King Sharxa, enraged, gathered his massive army and marched on the district of Unad and Umad. But when they arrived, the place was deserted—its people had fled, knowing blood would flow.
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The Clash Between Jidaya and Sadauki Fawan
Sadauki Fawan and his soldiers were running swiftly through the forest path as if they would fly, with no other place to go except the place of Lajana, to fulfill the command of Queen Juda. Suddenly, they encountered Jidaya before them, riding her mighty horse. She appeared fierce like a lioness, forcing them to stop.
Sadauki Fawan shouted at her:
> “Hey young girl, what is wrong with you? Do you seek death or have you lost your mind?”
Jidaya smiled slightly and replied:
> “It is your lives that I seek. Either you hand them over willingly, or I shall take them by force.”
Angered, Fawan roared and commanded one of his soldiers to strike Jidaya. The soldier charged forward on his horse, burning with fury, and swung his sword at her. But Jidaya swiftly dodged, and with lightning speed, she struck him and his horse down, sending them both to their deaths.
Shock gripped Fawan. He then ordered five of his men to attack Jidaya. They charged forward, screaming and raising their swords. Jidaya clashed with them, killing three outright. The remaining two pressed her hard, but she pushed forward and struck them simultaneously, cutting them and their horses down.
Pointing her blood-stained sword at Fawan, Jidaya shouted:
> “Man, know this—I am Jidaya, the mother of rebellion! Even if you bring me your entire army, I shall strike them down just as I have done to these.”
Infuriated, Sadauki Fawan yelled at his soldiers to attack her all at once. They stormed toward Jidaya together. She hurled herself into them like a whirlwind of fire. The sound of clashing swords and screams of men filled the air, while dust rose like a storm.
After a fierce battle, silence fell. Out of the smoke, Jidaya stood tall, drenched in blood, her sword dripping. All of Fawan’s men lay slaughtered on the ground.
Jidaya and Fawan Duel
Seeing his men dead, Fawan bellowed with rage and charged at Jidaya. Their swords met in mid-air, and they fell back to the ground, stirring up dust. They clashed again and again like raging lions.
At last, Fawan’s blade struck Jidaya’s hand, severing her thumb. Blood gushed out, and in pain she dropped her sword and screamed. Seizing the moment, Fawan struck her with his blade, flinging her against a giant tree. The tree cracked and fell, pressing her down. But Jidaya, quick as lightning, rolled away, grabbed the tree, and leapt back up. Fawan ran toward her, screaming, but she climbed the tree with incredible speed.
Suddenly, she leapt from above and crashed down on Fawan. His skull shattered against the tree, blood pouring everywhere. Jidaya pinned him to the ground with her foot on his chest and placed the tip of her sword on his throat.
She said:
> “Man of this world, know that I could kill you right now. But I will not, for you and I share the same thought, the same dream.”
Barely breathing, Fawan asked:
> “And what dream is that?”
Jidaya answered:
> “REBELLION. You and I both desire to overthrow Queen Juda.”
Struggling, Fawan rose and gasped:
> “But do you know that such an act is the path to death?”
Jidaya replied:
> “Yes, but rather than endure humiliation, it is better to embrace martyrdom. A true warrior does not accept disgrace.”
Fawan responded:
> “But the enemies we face are greater than our strength. We cannot withstand them.”
Jidaya gently touched his shoulder and said:
> “Man, know this—rebellion begins with just one person.”
Her words pierced his heart. Smiling, Fawan extended his hand and said:
> “From this day forward, you and I are united in the war against tyranny.”
Jidaya answered:
> “So be it. But tell me, why do you still serve under Queen Juda’s rule when you too are like us?”
Fawan nodded:
> “I know. But even if it means facing death, standing against tyranny is better than living in its shadow. Now, know that a man lies imprisoned in the depths of the sea called JUSH.”
The Tale of Prince Barat in Sangaram
Jidaya asked:
> “Who is this prisoner in the waters of Jush, and what does he do there?”
Fawan replied:
> “In the city of Sangaram, one of the great cities of Jodan ruled by King Sharxa, the Jordawa oppress other tribes. Sharxa despises every other tribe except his own, and he empowers the wicked. He has a son named Barat, even more cruel than his father. Every day, Barat kills people for sport. Rape has become his habit—he violates women daily, and after defiling them, he kills them. Barat has become a monster in Sangaram. Whenever he rides out with his seven companions, the tribes tremble.”
One day, Barat entered the district of the Yamako people. Their leader, Saihun, had twin sons, Unad and Umad, both mighty warriors skilled in swordsmanship. They also had a sister, Gori, whose beauty was beyond description. Because of her beauty, she was rarely allowed outside, lest she fall into the hands of Jordawa men.
But fate intervened. Barat saw Gori hanging clothes on a balcony. He was struck by her beauty and ordered his men to seize her. Realizing his intentions, Gori fled in fear to her father, Saihun, and told him everything. Weeping, he embraced her and said:
> “My daughter, this is the day of your death.”
At that moment, Unad and Umad rushed in, demanding to know what happened. Before Saihun could explain, over a hundred Jordawa soldiers stormed their home and dragged Gori away.
Enraged, Unad cried out:
> “Whoever touches my sister shall taste death!”
Umad added:
> “Father, do not speak. The pen has dried, fate has spoken. Leave this to us.”
They rushed out and confronted Prince Barat, who was already holding Gori by the shoulder. Unad thundered:
> “Do not dare harm our sister, or you will regret it until eternity!”
Barat laughed in scorn, surprised that poor commoners would challenge him. But Unad and Umad stood firm, weapons drawn. The people of the district fled in terror, knowing a great calamity was about to unfold.
Barat commanded his men, numbering in the thousands, to attack. The battle was fierce—Unad and Umad fought like lions, cutting down enemies by the dozens. Heads rolled, blood flowed, screams filled the air.
At first, Barat and his men thought it was a joke, but when they saw their soldiers slaughtered in heaps, fear gripped them. They tried to flee, but Unad and Umad pursued them, cutting down their horses. Soon only Barat remained.
Cornered, Barat threatened them:
> “If you harm me, you will die, for my father, King Sharxa, will destroy you!”
Unad raised his sword and shouted:
> “Even your father cannot save you from us today!”
Together, the brothers struck, killing Prince Barat.
The entire city of Sangaram was thrown into chaos. King Sharxa, enraged, gathered his massive army and marched on the district of Unad and Umad. But when they arrived, the place was deserted—its people had fled, knowing blood would flow.