How can she reap hope on a land where despair plants seeds of agony and sufferings?
Whose destiny is written with the ink of misery, how can she rinse the stains with mirth?
How can she put on the cloak of patience when life strips her out of it eve...
Kairavi's fisted hands thrashed his shoulders over and over again. The bangles in her wrists clanked against each other and broke. Taking advantage of that, she dug the sharp splinters in his skin, making him cry out in pain. Chandreya and Dusshasan's blood got mixed as she continued jabbing the glass shards onto his broad shoulder blades. He let out a petrifying roar and elbowed her chest.
"Kairavi!" Panchali gasped as she saw her crashing with the wall behind her. Arni whimpered in pain, but her determined feet ran back to the monster dragging Draupadi down the stairs. Panchali bit his arm, in an attempt to break free; but he smacked her face with the part she was biting on, leaving a brown bruise near her mouth.
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The cries of the ladies reached the courtiers' ears and made them look up at the trio fighting with each other. Dusshasan winced as both the queens scratched his arms, and ripped the cuts open, making it bleed inordinately.
"Arni!" Nakul shouted, seeing her punching Dusshasan like a mad-woman; but she was too occupied with the kaurav to respond to his cries. "Sahadev! How did she come here?" He turned to his brother, whose vision was planted to the floor. "Vidyut... chariot." His lip quivered as he broke down, lamenting over his premonitions which were coming true one by one.
"WHY!" He shouted. "Why did you come here!!"
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The hell-bent Chandreya grabbed a fistful of Dusshasan's hair. Wresting the tuft back, she plunged him away with all her might. Her body shielded Shyama's traumatized one as the ignoble prince lost control over his footing. The impact made him loosen his grip on Panchali's tresses when he saw the ground coming closer to his face, as he tumbled down the stairs.
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