Demon commander Khara, leading his formidable warriors, marched towards the ashram and found Rama resolute, his bow ready to unleash destruction. Observing this, Khara commanded his charioteer to bring him closer. The chariot moved swiftly, halting directly before Rama. At the same time, Khara’s group leaders rushed forward, shouting war cries and hurling taunts at Rama. Encircling him, they appeared as chaotic stars orbiting the moving planet Mars, embodied by Khara himself.
Khara initiated the battle, releasing a volley of arrows at Rama. Enraged by what he deemed inferior techniques, he and his warriors’ hurled tridents, maces, and various other weapons at him in a storm of fury.
Like towering mountains descending upon Rama with the singular goal of annihilation, the demons attacked with relentless intensity. Their arrows rained down like torrents, akin to waves splashing violently against a steadfast mountain. Surrounding Rama as the primary soldiers of Shiva surrounded their lord, the demons unleashed their full arsenal.
Rama, unyielding as the ocean absorbing rivers, endured the onslaught. Though his body bore the marks of countless weapons, his radiance only grew brighter, his resolve unshaken. The wounds on his form glittered like crimson diamonds, making him resemble the evening sun obscured by crimson clouds. The sheer aggression and numbers of the demons caused discomfort to the onlookers, who anxiously awaited Rama’s retaliation.
Entering a divine fury, Rama bent his bow in a semi-circle and unleashed thousands of arrows with unmatched precision and speed. The demons, bewildered and unable to comprehend the sudden counterattack, found themselves defenseless. Each arrow struck with the force of Yama’s scythe, tearing through their necks. Blood-arrows flew like a blazing curtain of fire, slashing through armor, helmets, and weapons, leaving demons in disarray.
Rama’s arrows severed limbs, shattered weapons, and dismembered the demonic warriors, charioteers, elephant riders, and infantry alike fell victims to his relentless assault. The battlefield turned into a desolate wasteland, resembling a garden of flowers withered to the dust of a forest consumed by fire. The massive demons hurled pestles, axes crowbars, and tridents, only to see them obliterated by Rama’s divine arrows The fallen demons lay mutilated, their immense bodies crashing like ancient trees felled by the speed of Garuda.
The surviving demons, desperate and wailing, fled to Khara for protection. Gathering his forces and roaring like Yama himself, Khara charged at Rama, accompanied by Dushana, who led another group armed with massive trees. This new wave rained stones, trees, and weapons upon Rama, but his arrows intercepted every attack with unerring accuracy. The fierce skirmish between Rama and the demon hordes raged on, weapons clashing, and fury igniting the battlefield.
As the demons regrouped for yet another assault, Rama invoked the Gandhar Vastra, incapacitating his foes with supernatural precision. Arrows shot forth in all directions, annihilating anyone in their path The demonic forces were thrown into confusion, unable to comprehend how swiftly Rama unleashed his deadly strikes. The sheer volume of arrows obscured the sun, casting a shadow of dread over the battlefield. The demons, dropping like leaves in a storm, piled into grotesque heaps, their cries echoing as mutilated forms littered the ground.
Severed limbs, crushed weapons, and lifeless bodies painted the battlefield with chaos. The land appeared as though struck by a tempest, uprooting forests and reducing structures to rubble. The morale of the demonic warriors crumbled as swiftly as their ranks.
What began as a fierce war cry devolved into a desperate cry for retreat. Their egos, threats, and bravado dissolved into terror inspired by Rama’s unparalleled warfare, precision, and divine might.
Undeterred, Rama continued his onslaught with the same fiery determination, hunting down his adversaries with divine purpose. The universe, driven by destiny, demanded swift action, and the unfolding battle promised greater conflict for the ultimate triumph of good over evil. The clash between the forces of demons and humanity escalated, heralding a pivotal war destined to shape the fate of all realms.
