[{"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-71":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},1856966,2464,"Chapter 71 - 69: Devara Meets Kamsa In The Battle...","mahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-chapter-71",71,"\u003Cp>(A\u002FN):\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drop a meme here that you find funny. Or reflects your mood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-------------------------------------------------\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile on Devara’s side...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battlefield did not warn him as he was moving forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Itstruck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flash—A spear of blazing energy tore through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in the next instant—Devara’s chariot exploded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-BAM!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wood shattered. Metal screamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flames burst outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Devara was already gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mid-air—Twisting—Landing cleanly amidst dust and debris.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes locked instantly. Not on the destruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the source.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A figure descended—A general. A spear wielder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rakshasa Not ordinary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fast. Too fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the dust even settled—It moved faster. A blur. Leaving behind An afterimage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spear drove forward—Aimed straight at Devara’s back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No hesitation. No wasted motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—Before impact—Golden light erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-FLASSSHHH!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Parvati Kavach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It formed instantly as soon as sensed the attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spear struck—And stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if the air itself had hardened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-CLANG!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The impact rang out—But did not break through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Rakshasa’s eyes widened—Just slightly Suprised by the sudden appearance of an armor on his enemies body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That moment—Was enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara turned twisting his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No pause. No hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand moved—Summoning Rudhirabhra.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The axe appeared in his hand—And cut through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single arc through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fast. Lethal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Rakshasabarelyavoided it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The edge passed—A breath away from its neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wind from the strike alone—Cut strands of its hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It slid back—Landing lightly. Now facing him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No more surprise. No more testing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only awareness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because this—Was not prey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was something else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara stood still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dust settling around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Golden aura fading slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blade steady in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eyes locked onto the general.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because now—This was no longer about advancing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No longer about formation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This—Was a duel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And both of them knew—Only one would walk away from it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Rakshasa reset his stance—Weight low.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spear angled for the perfect moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was fast. Heknewhe was fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which is why—He never saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara moved faster than him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not forward. Not sideways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flash happened—A step forward with a swing from Devara—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A strike which the Rakshasa never expected from that angle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rudhirabhra buried itself into the Rakshasa’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clean. Direct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The impact stole the breath from his lungs—A wet gasp—Blood spilling from his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-GASP!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body jerked forward—Dragged—Toward Devara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Toward the outstretched hand that did not tremble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spear slipped from his grip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-CLANG!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes widened—Not in pain. In disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Faster...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara pulled. The axe tore free from his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in the same motion—His leg rose—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-THUD.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A kick. Not wild. Precise with angle where the rakshasa needs to go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Rakshasa’s body flew—Straight back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Into the burning wreckage of the shattered chariot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flames welcomed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The impact crushed what little strength remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body twitched—Once. Then stilled. As he died on that spot\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fire consumed the rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara didn’t look again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t confirm. Didn’t need to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned. Already moving towards the chariot of his enemy who attacked him and cut off the Madura’s kingdom flag on top of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Preparing to ride it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because for him—That wasn’t victory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was delay removed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ahead—The battlefield still raged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And deeper—Closer to the center—Kamsa waited for him to arrive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battlefield narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not in space—In focus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because at last—The path ended as Devara as finally arrived at the middle of the enemy army.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kamsa where he was present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing amidst shattered elephants and broken ranks—A storm given flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara’s chariot surged forward—His army close behind—But they slowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because what stood ahead—Was not something men rushed blindly toward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kamsa saw Devara as soon as he broke through the lines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And smiled. Then—He moved not even wasting a second late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted an elephant which is already dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not strained. Not struggling since it was lifeless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lifted easily like it was nothing. And hurled it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The massive body tore through the air—A falling mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Straight toward Devara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Intending to crush him with the weight of the war elephant which is several times stronger and taller than the normal one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soldiers behind him froze—But Devara did not panic at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>HisRudhirabhra1axe vanished from his hand as he unsummoned it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand moved—And the Pinakodanda bow appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bowstring pulled—But no arrow came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead—A field formed protectively before his chariot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A yogic energy barrier. The same one he summoned at the Naga Lokh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elephant struck it—And stopped by the barrier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not slowed. Stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The impact rippled outward like it has came in contact with a water—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-BAM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Air bending—Ground trembling by the size of the body of war elephant which fell to the ground—But the shield held without any problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara’s grip didn’t shift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His stance didn’t falter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment—It looked like time itself had paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dead elephant—Frozen mid-air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Held by will alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But King Kamsa—Was already moving to give time for his enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leapt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From behind the falling mass of elephant which he had just threw—Using it as a step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Closing the distance in a single bound. And struck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mace collided with the barrier—BOOOOM!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The field rippled violently—Shockwaves spreading across its surface—But it did not break.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even a crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara’s eyes lifted as he holded his bow firmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And met the gaze of Kamsa who was looking at him back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kamsa grinned seeing Devara taking his attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Grin!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wide. Wild. As Kamsa began to release all his killing intent he was holding now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Satisfied that Devara could give him some fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because this—Was what he had been waiting for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not soldiers. Not formations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A challenge which he coul crush with his own hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Between them—The frozen elephant still hung.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Between force and control. Between destruction and restraint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in that suspended moment—The real battle—Finally began as the two main pillars were about to confront face to face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battlefield seemed to dim around them—As if everything else understood it no longer mattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara stepped forward. And pointed. Straight at King Kamsa\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No title. No ceremony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My enemy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words landed—And something unseen shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vali’s boon activated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half of Kamsa’s strength—Tore free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And flowed—Into Devara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not gently. Like a current thatrecognized a claim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kamsa’s grin twitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Grin!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...So that’s how it is. You somehow get stronger as you face strong enemies right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara didn’t respond. The bow vanished from his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in its place—Amba-Tejas appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twin blades. Alive with restrained fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped down from the chariot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feet touching the battlefield—Not as a commander now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a warrior who was about to face a enemy who he needs to defeat no matter what.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They circled around not letting the guard down even a bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly. Not cautious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Measuring each other. Weight. Breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Intent of when to strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara waited without any hurry to attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because patience—Was also a weapon in a battle. The one who will win the most of the fight is who keeps his composure and patience well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile King Kamsa—Did not share that philosophy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His patience snapped seeing his enemy was not making the first move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He moved without any hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A leap to gain momentum—A swing at Devara’s face—The mace came down. Carrying everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Force enough to crush elephants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To flatten armies. To end the life in a single swing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which shows Kamsa’s intention clearly to end the battle as soon as possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Devara met it—With one blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-CLANG!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The impact exploded outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shockwaves tore across the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground—Cracked like a spider web.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spreading for kilometers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dust rose in violent waves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-WHOOSH!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearby soldiers were thrown off balance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elephants stumbled by the sudden shift in the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the air—Seemed to split.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at the center—Devara stood. Unmoved. He had withstood the attack which was meant to kill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His sword held firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not strained. Not pushed back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simply—Holding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kamsa’s eyes narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling like he was hiting a unbreakable rock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because that—Was not resistance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was equivalence or even more that Devara might be now stronger then him in physical battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—Something more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Devara didn’t stop at blocking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His second blade lifted slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not rushed. Not desperate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ready to strike at the opening in the defence of the Kamsa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kamsa slipped back—just in time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara’s second blade sliced through empty air—Close enough to whisper against ribs that were no longer there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-SWISH!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a heartbeat—Nothing moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—Somethingchanged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The swords in Devara’s hands pulsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amba-Tejas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They hadrecognized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A resonance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not of power alone—Of judgment Of the man who was facing their master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kamsa’s past...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His choices...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His cruelty toward women—Had not gone unnoticed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blades reacted. Heat rose through it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then climbed all over the blades. Thenroared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flames curled along the edges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lightning snapped across the metal like a caged storm finally freed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-CRACK! -CRACK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara felt it. Clear. Precise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not rage. Alignment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A quiet system within him whispered in his mind—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Condition fulfilled.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Karma Resonance activated...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The swords grew heavier—Not in weight—In consequence of the past actions of Kamsa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each second now—Would matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each moment—Would judge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara smiled at Kamsa who was looking at him back with the cold look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not wide. Not arrogant. Just... certain that Kamsa is going to have a hard time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across from him—Kamsa noticed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shift. The heat in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crackle beneath silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...What is that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling the killing intent coming from the swords Devara was holding Kamsa asked curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time—A question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground beneath his feet scorched faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Something you earned.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words landed quietly. But carried weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because now—This was no longer just a duel of strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was judgment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kamsa’s grin returned—But thinner. Sharper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Grin!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then come.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted his mace again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time—With intent sharpened by something new he was going to crush the boy before him no matter what.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just to crush—To prove.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lightning cracked along Devara’s blades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fire followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air between them distorted—As if reality itself hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—They moved again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this time—Every second that passed—Would make the blades... Hungrier and grew stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time tilted...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kamsa felt it first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not in his eyes—In his bones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each clash—Heavier. Each exchange—Sharper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara was not just keeping up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasgrowing. Stronger. Faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With every passing moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kamsa’s eyes narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...So it’s true.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No more testing. No more pacing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He acted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mace left his hand—Spinning like a falling star—Straight at Devara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in the same breath—Kamsa stepped back—His hand summoning something darker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A twisted blade formed—Edges branching like fangs. Points layered over points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He named it—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kaalashankha Astra.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sword that did not strike—Ithunted. He hurled it towards his target.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara moved instantly—Sideways—The mace missed just by a inch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Astra followed after.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not falling. Tracking its target.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devara’s eyes sharpened—He responded as soon as he saw how the astra was following him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One blade left his hand—Amba-Tejas spinning forward—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CLASH.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The collision—Exploded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-BAM!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A violent burst of fire and lightning tore the air apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Astra shattered—Its energy dispersing into nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the sword—Returned. Back to Devara’s hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—That moment—Was all Kamsa needed which was also his plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mace—Already back in his grip using the distraction—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Came down aiming at the weak spot—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-CRACK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It struck Devara’s back leg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The force sent him down—Knee hitting earth—Ground splitting beneath him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kamsa didn’t hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leapt into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mace raised high—Everything—Poured into that strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enough to end it. Enough to crush him where he knelt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Devara—Moved. Sideways. Just enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mace struck the ground instead missing his head.\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>",1944,"2026-06-10T05:05:13.714Z",1,"novelbin.me","f1800a2ba9837a199f34c30423739f431514ddc743bf30a927477560135b6f88","mahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-chapter-72","mahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-chapter-70",149,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmahabharat-shiva-s-last-variable-cover.jpg"]