With a swift, decisive strike, Deva's blade found its mark, slipping past pandit's defenses and cutting deep into his side. He staggered, his scimitar falling from his grasp, and with a final, defiant glare, he collapsed to the ground.
Varadha and Aarathi witnessed it without blinking their eyes. As few soldiers forwarded towards them , Bhaarava shot them dead. Soon they started trashing them again. The moment Pandit slapped his hand on the ground twice and smiled. Everyone stopped fighting as the person beside them stopped. The raging wars sounds are no more. A deep silence got spread across the battle field.
Varadha appeared at his side, his chest heaving with exertion, but his eyes were alight with pride. He spoke with his voice filled with admiration and gratitude.
Varadha : You have done it ! My Salaar did it !
Deva nodded, his breath coming in ragged gasps, but there was no time to rest.
Raja Mannar's army forwarded towards the battle field. It seemed like they are waiting for the moment.The battle was not yet won. Together the trio rallied the shouryanga army, their voices rising above the din of battle as they led the charge against the remaining foes.
As the last rays of the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the city in shades of crimson and gold, the battlefield finally fell silent. The ringing sound of the constitution bell echoed across the land. The dry lands were stained with the blood of the fallen, but the trio is still strong and indestructible.
Varadha and Deva stood together, their weapons still in hand, as they looked out over the field of battle. The amount of blood shed occurred today is something that crossed the massacre of shouryangas. The constitution bell is not ringing yet.
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In the battlefield two powerful armies clashed with one another. On one side stood Raja Mannar . He is leading his troops 'the Mannars'. His army was disciplined and formidable, trained for years under his stern rule. On the other side were Deva, Varadha, and Aarathi, leading the Shouryangas, a diverse and resilient force known for their courage and strategic powers.
The air was thick with tension as the two sides prepared for battle. The Mannars, with their heavy armor and imposing shields, advanced with disciplined precision. The Shouryangas, agile and fiercely determined, awaited their advance, ready to strike with agility and precision.
As the clash began, the ground shook with the force of colliding armies. The Mannars fought with relentless aggression, their war cries echoing across the field. The Shouryangas responded with equal force. their movements are coordinated and swift, striking with calculated efficiency. They are avenging for their years old misery.
Amidst the chaos, Deva forwaded towards Raja Mannar directly. The two leaders faced each other in a fierce duel, their weapons clashing with sparks flying. Raja Mannar, though powerful and experienced, found himself pressed by Deva's relentless assault. He is experiencing the power of a Shouryanga.
While Deva and Raja Mannar battled fiercely, Varadha and Aarathi showcased their own remarkable skills on the battlefield. Varadha, renowned for his expert archery, moved with unmatched precision, sending arrows that struck their targets with deadly accuracy. His ability to strike from a distance and hit vital points of the Mannarsi army disrupted their formations and provided crucial support to the Shouryangas. Every single person is showing much more strength than the previous days.
Aarathi, on the other hand, was a master of close combat. Her swordsmanship and Strategic skills are well known to everyone. She was both elegant and devastating. She moved with grace and speed, slicing through enemy lines with fluidity and precision. Aarathi's tactical skills allowed her to read the battlefield effectively inspiring her comrades with her fearless presence.
As Deva and Raja Mannar continued their intense duel, Deva's attacks were precise and unyielding, pushing Raja Mannar to the brink. Despite Raja Mannar's efforts to counter, Deva's skill and determination proved overwhelming.
Raja mannar : Forgive me ! I am sorry for everything.
Deva : I am not killing you for killing my father !
With a final decisive strike, Deva pierced his sword through Raja Mannar's heart. Raja Mannar staggered, a look of fear and disbelief on his face as he fell to the ground. The battlefield fell silent for a moment as the realization of Raja Mannar's death sank in. Varadha gasped as soon as he saw his father breathing the last. Raja mannar breathed his last by looking into his son's eyes. A lone tear escaped from varadha's eyes.
Deva stood over Raja Mannar's fallen form, breathing heavily from the intense battle. His victory was hard-earned, but it marked a significant turning point in the war. The Mannars, witnessing their leader's defeat, began to falter, and the Shouryangas pressed their advantage. Everyone got intimidated by looking at Deva.
The death of Raja Mannar led to the eventual retreat of the Mannars and a decisive victory for Deva, Varadha, and Aarathi. The battlefield, once filled with the sounds of combat, now echoed with the aftermath of their triumph.
Deva's victory over Raja Mannar was a testament to his friendship and determination. while Varadha's combat skills and Aarathi's strategic skills had played crucial roles in securing the win. The defeat of Raja Mannar reshaped the course of the war leading to a new era of power and influence for the Shouryangas. As the darkness covered khansaar a new light called victory was brought in the lives of shouryangas.
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