Empire of Righteousness (When it Ends)

Chapter 218 : Kurukshetra (Part 25)

Dushsasana's screams can be heard from every part of Kurukshetra field.

Karna and Arjuna both lower their bows the same time. Their faces changing. Clearly disturbed about the horrible screams.

Karna and Arjuna's eyes fall on their hands and both see they are shaking. Both almost jump as Bheema's roar can be heard the next second.

"I swear on Mahadeva's name," Karna whispers, "Before today, no deity was this infuriated. This is as if Mahadeva's Tandavnritya after Mata Sati's demise."

"Madhav," Arjuna's voice trembles, "I have never seen Bhrata Bheema so infuriated."

"Parth," Krishna says, "Dushsasana has performed the most heinous crime of human history. He didn't brought my Krishnaa is Sabha that day. He dragged his own death."

Krishna looks at Bheema's direction, "The world should know, whenever a hand will be raised on a Pativrata's achal, God himself will become charioteer of the death for him. Insulting women only brings one doom"

"Arjuna," Karna calls, "Sun is about to set."

"We should go to Bhrata Bheema," Krishna proposes.

Both Karna and Arjuna's chariot rides the way of Bheema.

Bheema drags Dushsasana by his hair and throws in on a chariot. Bheema stomped on his feet breaking his bones, so Dushsasana couldn't stand up and falls on his face.

"Bh..Bhrata...Bhrata...Bheema..." Dushsasana pleads again.

"ISN'T THAT HOW YOU THREW MY WIFE IN THE PILLAR?" Bheema growls.

When Draupadi was bought in that sabha, Pandavas weren't only suffering from the mental trauma it gave them. The physical pain became so excruciating that they felt their hearts would stop in that pain. None of them looked at her. None. Tears blurred their visions completely.

Except Bheema.

He was shaking in rage looking at every second of that day.

Only so that he can provide Dushsasana his punishment the same way he did only a 100 times more painfully.

"YOU TOUCHED HER AUSPICIOUS HAIR? SHE IS THE WIFE OF YOUR ELDER BROTHERS. SHE HAS THE POSITION OF MOTHER IN YOU LIFE. YOU DARED TOUCH HER HAIR AND NOT FALL AT HER FEET FOR BLESSINGS!" Bheema slams Dushsasana's face on the ground fisting his hair.

Dushsasana's nose breaks so does some of his teeth. His jaw cracks.

Death...Bheema is his death only...

"Bhra...Bhrata..Bheema..." Dushsasana cries, "I...forgive me....bhrata...I will never..."

The sun is setting. Duryodhana cries in pain. His helplessness of not being able to help his brother is eating him alive.

And Sutasoma? He isn't even fighting properly. He let's him attack which he dodges but when Duryodhana tries to leave, he blocks his path. As if Duryodhana is a rat he is playing with.

"The sun is about to set," Sutasoma carries his mace looking at the sky, "What say Tatshree want to roam around?"

"Ahhh," Duryodhana paunches again only to be stopped by Sutasoma's mace.

"You should see what sort of death your brother wrote in his fate," Sutasoma hisses, "Soon you will succumb to the same fate."

Sutasoma kicks Duryodhana so hard his back collides with his own chariot.