Terror chocked the environment of Hastinapur's sabha, everyone looked at the five goddess who floated in the air and behind them a thousand foot tall man with golden light emitting from his body no one was able to see his face.
The five goddess merged in Mahakaali as the goddess stood there, she lifted her eyes making the Kauravas step back. "Ma..ma..mata Fo..for..forgive..u..us we had no idea th..that .yo ...you are Mahakaali." Gandhar raj begged as he fell on his knees. "Murkh! If Arjun is the avatar of Shiv, avatar of Mahakaal himself, how did you think Draupadi won't be Mahakaali!" She growled her eyes glaring at him.
"Forgive us!" The men cried, Draupadi marched ahead and swung her sword beheading the neck of the first man, his blood splashed, she opened her mouth drinking the blood before it could fall on the ground. Screams of terror rang throughout the sabha, everyone fell on their knees.
"Mercy mata! Mercy!" Gandhari screamed in fear and pain, pleading to the goddess. The goddess listened to none as one after another heads were sliced off, rivers and rivers of blood flowed. But the anger of the goddess just increased, she was out for revenge, "You all have done a grave mistake of interpreting women as weak, I tried to hold on to my patience but today you all have crossed their limits!" she screamed aloud, her loud scream penetrating through the silent whimpers.
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Panchaali - The Blessing In Disguise
Historical FictionThe beautiful princess of Panchaal, is the most sorted out for. She's believed to have the perfect life, but that's all what it was, mere believes. Reality for Panchaali is more harsher, beauty is not always a blessing but at times it could be a cur...