Wanasura Village was reduced to ashes by the wicked dharma, and they ordered the Bhayangkara knights to slaughter the villagers. Arjuna also fired flaming arrows, setting the homes of Wanasura ablaze.
Sancaka tried to stop Arjuna from causing further destruction. However, his attention shifted when he saw his father being stabbed by Bima using magic.
Sancaka father staggered backward, clutching his bleeding abdomen. The magical sword in Bima's grip vanished, and he returned to wielding his staff. The staff emitted flashes of yellow energy, followed by a bloodstone spinning within the reactor attached to Bima's shoulder. Then Bima pointed his staff at his opponent, and in the next moment, Sancaka father collapsed after being struck by lightning.
Sancaka ran toward his fallen father. He knelt down, trying to wake him, shaking his body in desperation, hoping for any sign of life.
"Father! Wake up!" Sancaka shouted.
There was no response from the lifeless body. His father's skin was scorched by lightning, his abdomen torn open and bleeding. His eyes stared blankly into nothingness, and blood flowed from his mouth.
Sancaka gaze then shifted to his mother and younger sibling. They screamed—not because the head of their family had died, but because both of them were cut down by someone.
At that moment, Sancaka lost his entire family.
The man who killed his mother and sibling dismounted from his horse. Sancaka did not recognize his face, but his name was still spoken.
"Nakula, why are you here?" Arjuna asked. "I told you to seize all the bloodstones from the storage."
"I've already done that, and I'm exhausted from carrying so many bloodstones," Nakula replied.
"But there are Bhayangkara knights there. I ordered them to handle everything," Arjuna said. "So why did you bother helping when I already gave them instructions?"
Nakula dharma form appeared younger than Arjuna's. He carried a spear, and there was a reactor embedded in his palm, with energy spinning inside it. Nakula glanced around and noticed fallen knights. Without approaching, he recognized a slightly charred face.
"Hey, isn't that Mr. Tono?" Nakula said, pointing toward Sancaka's father. "So that knight who always got in our way is finally dead."
"You dharma are not protectors," Sancaka said through tears. "You killed my family and burned my village."
He stared at each of them one by one.
"The Sky Gods made a mistake choosing you as dharma."
Bima, Arjuna, and Nakula turned toward the voice.
"I will kill all of you," Sancaka said as he stood up, gripping his sword with burning rage.
Bima laughed at his words.
"Are you serious? You want to kill us?" he said. "We are dharma. We are the protectors of the world of Uranion. You and your people should obey us because we are your protectors."
"Obey?" Sancaka pointed his sword at Bima.
"So you became dharma not to serve the Sky Gods, but for your own personal gain."
Bima glared at him.
"Personal gain, you say? You should understand this, Sancaka we're doing this so humanity can evolve. Humans must make use of bloodstones."
"But bloodstones can also endanger humans." Sancaka argued.
"Those who say bloodstones are dangerous are nothing but weaklings," Bima replied.
"Bullshit! You die here and now, Bima!" Sancaka shouted, his voice rising.
"Have you forgotten, Sancaka? You once said you wanted to become a dharma," Bima said.
"I don't want to become a dharma," Sancaka answered coldly.
"I will become a destroyer."
Arjuna, watching the exchange, grew irritated.
"Bima, just kill him. Let's leave this place," he said. "This tragic family scene is a waste of time."
"Yeah, I was thinking the same," Bima replied.
Sancaka and Bima locked eyes. Sancaka charged first, fueled by rage. Bima raised his staff again, and their clash began.
They fought in close combat—Sancaka striking with his sword, Bima countering with his staff. The reactor on Bima's shoulder was not yet activated.
Arjuna and Nakula could see that Bima was not taking the fight seriously.
"Bima, stop playing around," Arjuna said. "Kill him quickly so we can leave this village."
Bima struck Sancaka with his staff, sending him crashing to the ground. He laughed mockingly.
"So this is the combat skill of a knight trying to protect his hometown?"
Sancaka noticed Bima's momentary carelessness. He quickly got back up while Bima was still joking around and launched another attack.
Bima tried to evade, but not completely Sancaka blade struck his waist.
"Argh!" Bima cried out in pain.
Arjuna and Nakula were shocked to see him injured.
"Hey, Bima! Stop wasting time!" Arjuna shouted.
pressed forward again, sword drawn. Bima blocked it, and then the reactor on his shoulder activated. Magic surged into his staff, and lightning struck Sancaka, knocking him down.
Sancaka skin burned, but he ignored the pain and heat. He rose again and charged at Bima.
The second clash came swiftly. This time, Bima formed a magical sword to counterattack.
As the distance between them closed, Bima swung his blade—Sancaka's left hand was severed.
Yet Sancaka continued, his right hand still gripping his sword as he swung at Bima.
But Bima was faster.
The tip of the magical sword pierced Sancaka's chest, straight through his heart.
Blood spilled from Sancaka's mouth as his eyes widened in shock.
"Ghk…"
Bima pulled the blade upward, destroying his heart completely. Blood poured from Sancaka's body as he collapsed onto the ground.
"Hah! What a nuisance," Bima muttered, assuming Sancaka was dead.
Arjuna and Nakula approached.
"You just wasted time fighting someone weak," Arjuna said.
"Let's leave before anyone finds out we destroyed Wanasura Village," he continued.
"Call all the Bhayangkara knights. Retreat, and make sure all the bloodstones reach Jayakarsa City," Bima ordered. "Ensure this operation remains unknown to other kingdoms."
"Understood. You can rely on me," Nakula replied.
And just like that, the three dharma and all the Bhayangkara knights left the village—now nothing but ashes and corpses—taking their spoils with them.