The halls of Dwarka trembled as Krishna's voice echoed with divine authority.
"Enough of your deeds, Durukti!" the Lord of Dwarka thundered.
Durukti, unfazed, threw her head back and let out a chilling laugh.
"So, you finally recognize me, Narayan," she sneered.
Krishna's gaze remained steady, his voice unwavering.
"Your deeds shape your destiny, Durukti. Beware of the path you tread, for you must be ready to face the consequences."
A twisted smile spread across Durukti's face as she scoffed.
"This Parvati—or Maya, as you call her—always had the life I longed for. But not anymore! I will steal her very existence and live as I please in this beautiful body. And you, Narayan, cannot stop me! My husband will always stand by my side," she declared, laughter dripping with malice.
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A tense silence gripped the chamber. Then, breaking it with righteous fury, Nakul stepped forward.
"Whoever you are, we do not know. But release our sister at once, or face the wrath of the Pandavas!" he warned.
Durukti's eyes darkened in rage. With a flick of her fingers, dark magic coiled around Nakul, binding him in enchanted ropes. A searing pain coursed through him, causing his wounds to bleed afresh.
"The more you defy me, the more you shall suffer!" she cackled, pointing mockingly at his agony.
Krishna's expression hardened.
"Durukti, this must end now," he said sternly. Yet, despite his growing anger, he remained still—bound by his promise to Mahadev.
Flashback
"Om Namah Shivaya! Om Namah Shivaya!"
For years, a woman sat in deep penance, her unwavering devotion shaking the heavens themselves. At last, Mahadev appeared before her.
"Ask for your boon, Durukti," he said, his voice a blend of both kindness and caution.
A sinister smile curled on her lips.
"Grant me this, Mahadev—let no one in the three realms defeat me. Not Brahmadev, not Narayan, not even you, my lord," she demanded.
Mahadev's eyes narrowed.
"That is impossible," he declared. "The Creator, the Protector, and the Destroyer remain beyond defeat. However, I grant you this—none in the three realms shall be able to vanquish you, save for the three of us."
Durukti's expression darkened.
"Is this how you treat your devotees, Mahadev? I have endured years of penance, forsaking food and water, and this is all I receive?" she accused.
