[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-mahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable":3,"chapter-mahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-mahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-chapter-56":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Mahabharat: Shiva's Last Variable",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1856951,2464,"Chapter 56 - 54: Suspicious Guys? After A Couple... Night Out...","mahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-chapter-56",56,"\u003Cp>(A\u002FN):\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drop a meme here that you find funny. Or reflects your mood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>--> Comment here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-------------------------------------------------\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the very edge of Gandhara—Where celebration had not yet fully reached, and shadows still clung to the earth—Two figures emerged from the forest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not as travelers. Not as guests.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as survivors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their steps were slow. Measured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every movement carrying the weight of exhaustion that had gone beyond pain... into numbness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were none other than Devaki and Vasudeva.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their clothes bore the story of escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Torn. Dust-stained all over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marked by branches, thorns... and urgency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Devaki’s arms—A newborn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wrapped carefully. Protected fiercely by her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a cry. Not a sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if even the child understood—Silence meant survival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind them lay the forest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ahead—Gandhara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And with it—Light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The deeper they stepped into the outskirts, the more the world seemed to... change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air grew warmer. Music drifted faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Laughter echoed from distant streets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A kingdom preparing for joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unaware of the sorrow that had just crossed its threshold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devaki slowed seeing all this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her steps faltered for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vasudeva noticed immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze dropped to her feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wounds were covered on. Raw. Bruised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marked by miles of relentless escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Just a little further,\" he said softly supporting her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She nodded her head lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Nod\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her strength was no longer something she controlled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So they stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the edge of a corridor—Where townsfolk usually gathered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shared stories. Rested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tonight—It held two strangers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vasudeva gently helped her sit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Careful. Slow. Since she was still in pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if even the act of sitting might break something fragile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knelt before her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands hovering over her wounded feet—Not knowing whether to touch...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or simply witness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...You should have told me sooner,\" he murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devaki gave a faint, tired smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And slow us down?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We wouldn’t have made it this far.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words were quiet. But they carried truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The newborn stirred slightly in its sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still calm. Still silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vasudeva adjusted the cloth around the child with practiced care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His movements gentle. Grounding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around them—The world continued not waiting for no one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voices passed by. As each one was chatting about the day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unaware. Unseeing. The couple were paying attention to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Have you heard?\" someone said nearby who had just entered the Gandhara kingdom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Gandhara’s princess is getting married in four days!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A grand wedding, they say. A prince from afar.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even sages have arrived!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Four days of performances too—something about Lord Shiva and Sati...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voices drifted like passing wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devaki and Vasudeva exchanged a glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not jealousy. Not longing. Just... distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because joy, right now—Belonged to another world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still—For the first time in days—They were not running.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were not hiding in trees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not listening for pursuit. Not fearing the next moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were sitting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that alone—Felt like a blessing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vasudeva exhaled slowly. Looking up at the lit streets ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Sigh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...We’ll stay here tonight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devaki nodded looking around the happy atmosphere around here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Nod!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes lowering to the child. For some reason she remembered her wedding day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Just for tonight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile... On the other side of street...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Streets shimmered with rows of oil lamps, their flames dancing like tiny conspirators of joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Music threaded through the air, laughter spilled from every corner, and the scent of spiced delicacies drifted like an invitation no one refused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And within that sea of festivity—Walked three figures no one recognized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara had shed his divinity of stage and royalty alike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through hisMāyā-Veśh Avatar1skill, his presence folded into something ordinary—clothes simple, aura quiet, face forgettable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kind of man you’d pass twice... and remember neither time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him—Prince Shakuni.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though \"prince\" was currently on leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wrapped in a merchant’s attire, expression loosened, posture relaxed... though the sharp glint in his eyes refused to dull entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—Ashwatthama.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No disguise needed for him. No effort. No concern. About any one knowing about him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shouldn’t you at leasttryto look less... you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Prince Shakuni muttered while adjusting his hat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ashwatthama glanced at him once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Why?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That ended that conversation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Ashwatthama don’t needed to hide his identity like him who was the crown prince.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which might cause some security concern around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come, come,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Prince Shakuni waved them forward, already in his element.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you leave Gandhara without tasting this, then frankly, your entire existence is questionable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara raised an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That serious?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shakuni stopped before a stall, dramatically pointing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Observe.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A vendor lifted fresh spirals of golden sweetness from hot oil—Jalebi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sweet enough to forgive enemies,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Prince Shakuni declared proudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Or at least delay revenge.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ashwatthama took one. Bit it. Paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Acceptable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shakuni blinked hearing Devara’s friend seems to be not excited about it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s your highest praise, isn’t it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ashwatthama took another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara chuckled softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Chuckle!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They moved again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From sweets to savory. From fried to spiced. From loud vendors to quiet corners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each stall carried its own story. Each dish—its own memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Prince Shakuni narrated everything. Unnecessarily. Enthusiastically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This one,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said, dragging them toward another stall,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"is dangerous. Because?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara asked curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You will keep eating ...That is not danger. You say that now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet—Minutes later—Even Devara paused mid-bite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...You were right.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Prince Shakuni placed a hand over his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Validation tastes better than food.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ashwatthama continued eating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unbothered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They walked deeper into the streets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd thickened. Voices overlapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Music rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And amidst it all—Devara’s gaze shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to the lights. Not to the stalls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But beyond. To a quieter corner. A corridor. Two figures sitting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still. Out of place. Worn. Tired. Holding something... fragile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His steps slowed. Just slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Prince Shakuni noticed Devara as slowed down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Followed his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To see two peoples who seems very out of place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Travelers,\" he said casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Plenty come during festivals.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Devara did not respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because something about them—Did not match the noise of the night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if they carried a different world with them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze had caught it another thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not the weary couple this time—But the shadowswatchingthem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three figures. Still. Too still for a crowd that moved like a river.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clothed in darkness that tried to pass as night itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eyes fixed on the couples as if afraid they might loose him. Predatory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara didn’t stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned. And walkedtowardthem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His instincts were warning him if he don’t step forward now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something bad might happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him—Prince Shakuni was mid-sentence about food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...and I’m telling you, if you mix that chut—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Why are we goingthere?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ashwatthama had already noticed. His gaze sharpened slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Something’s wrong. I guess Devara must have found something intresting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They followed him quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three men in the shadows shifted subtly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not retreating. Not advancing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Watching carefully so they don’t loose their target from their sight...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because across the street—Their quarry sat unaware.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile Devaki and Vasudeva\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who had been running away for Two days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s how long the hunters had searched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through forests. Through roads. Through whispers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now—They had found them here at Gandhara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the men leaned slightly closer to another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...It’s them. No mistake?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"None.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A small smirk. Cold. Satisfied. Crossed their face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Smirk!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Message has already been sent.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To our King Kamsa.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The name lingered like poison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He’ll be pleased. Very pleased.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A low chuckle followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Chuckle!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let them rest tonight. Tomorrow... we take them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn’t notice—That someone was now walking straight into their darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara stopped just a few steps away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Close enough. Too close for comfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three men stiffened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of them frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-From!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Move along.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara tilted his head slightly. Almost curious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...You’ve been staring at the same place for a long time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Prince Shakuni arrived beside him, immediately catching the tension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes flickered once—Assessing. Calculating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Friends of yours?\" he asked lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man’s expression hardened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ashwatthama stepped into place on Devara’s other side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No words. Just presence showing his support to Devara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not loud. Not explosive. But undeniable that these were the enemies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three enemies. Now beingseen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara’s voice lowered slightly. Calm. Even.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Then why watch them like prey?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flicker. Small. But real. The men exchanged a glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One stepped forward half a pace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You ask too many questions for a commoner.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And you hide too poorly for professionals. And definitely not from this kingdom. I can tell...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That landed. The tension tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Devara mentioned they were not from this kingdom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From across the street—Devaki adjusted the cloth around the newborn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unaware.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vasudeva glanced up briefly—A flicker of unease passing through him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if some uneasiness vanished from his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in the shadows—The leader exhaled slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Sigh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Walk away.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a threat. But A warning. One last time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara didn’t move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind his calm green eyes—His resolve solidified as he already marked these three before him as problems needs to be solved..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because this—Was no longer just observation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was sure now they would kill the couple as soon as what ever they were waiting for is over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the situation is getting out of hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leader decided to attack these three men’s before them and silence them once and for all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The night cracked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not with thunder—But with bone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leader’s blade had barely cleared its sheath when Devara moved faster than him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No flourish in his movements. No warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single step forward and gripping the hand which was holding the sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Snap!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man’s arm broke at the elbow like dry wood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a heartbeat—He didn’t understand what had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply stared... At the angle his arm was never meant to take.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"-Ahhhhhhhh!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scream came. Raw. Uncontrolled. By the pain he was suddenly experiencing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword clattered to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other two lunged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Desperate. Reckless. Seeing their leader get’s his hands broken like some wooden twig.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They never reached Devara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ashwatthama stepped in with a frown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Frown!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No haste in his movements. Just threw a One punch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-BAM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hit was Clean. And Brutal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first man dropped instantly, the world leaving him before he hit the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second tried to turn—Too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ashwatthama caught his arm mid-swing, twisted—Locked—The man cried out as his own momentum betrayed him, his body folding under a strength that felt less human... more inevitable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"-AHHHHH!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shakuni stepped back half a pace, eyes wide—not in fear, but in impressed disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I knew bringing you both would make tonight interesting...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around them—The street froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Music faltered. Voices dropped by the commotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crowds parted instinctively, forming a circle of stunned silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And across that circle—Two figures stood up abruptly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devaki and Vasudeva\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their eyes locked onto the fallen men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not the violence. Not the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clothes. Black. Hidden. Familiar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recognition struck like lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Kamsa’s scouts...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vasudeva whispered in shock as his eyes widen in fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*******************************\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Author note:)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hope you guys give me your opinion and idea’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-->\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t forget to review guys...\u003C\u002Fp>",1861,"2026-06-10T05:05:13.714Z",1,"novelbin.me","5bc81d12760a8bdde766df8eab3eabcb1ea72b95e188ac9fc440e8778a6ebd97","mahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-chapter-57","mahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-chapter-55",149,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-cover.jpg"]