As Kamini exited the arena, the cheers and applause of the crowd followed her. Her impressive performance in the 'Gauntlet Battle' had earned her a well-deserved break before the finals. Karna, Brinda, Draupadi, and the rest of their group watched her with pride as she made her way to a resting area.
"Kamini did splendidly," Karna remarked with a pleased smile.
Brinda agreed, "She's shown incredible skill and determination out there."
Draupadi chimed in, "Her unorthodox style was a sight to behold. I can't wait to see her in the finals against Prince Bhima."
Tara added, "It's going to be an exciting match."
While Kamini rested and prepared for the final battle, the crowd in the arena remained excited and eager for the upcoming showdown. As the break continued, the spectators filled the air with their enthusiastic discussions and speculations about the final bout.
In the royal section of the arena, Princess Dusshala was seated among the dignitaries. Her eyes sparkled with curiosity and anticipation as she looked forward to the final match between Kamini and Prince Bhima. The competition for her hand in marriage had intensified, and she was eager to see who would emerge as the victor.
Meanwhile, Mahamantri Vidur sat nearby, observing the events with a shrewd and calculating gaze. The proceedings of the Kala Pradarshan were far from over, and he remained vigilant, assessing the competitors and the political implications of the competition.
In the arena, the intermission was filled with various forms of entertainment, including music, dance, and displays of martial arts. The atmosphere remained festive and energetic as the crowd enjoyed the diversions.
Kamini used the break to regain her strength and composure. She was well aware of the magnitude of the final battle against Prince Bhima, a formidable warrior in his own right. As she prepared mentally and physically, she was visited by her friends, who offered their encouragement and support.
"Kamini, you were amazing out there," Brinda said with a warm smile. "Just remember, you've got all of us behind you."
Draupadi added, "Your unique style is your strength. Don't let the pressure get to you. You've got this."
Tara, known for her calming presence, reassured Kamini, "Stay focused and believe in your abilities. We're all here cheering for you."
As Kamini prepared to return to the arena, Karna approached her with a comforting and encouraging smile. "You've come a long way, Kamini. Remember everything we've trained for. You're more than capable."
With their words of encouragement and a sense of determination, Kamini returned to the arena for the final bout of the 'Gauntlet Battle.' The crowd was eagerly waiting for the exciting showdown between Kamini and Prince Bhima.
The air was thick with anticipation, and the arena buzzed with excitement as Kamini and Prince Bhima prepared to face each other in the ultimate test of skill and strength.
Because of the final match, King Dhritarashtra and Queen Gandhari with Duryodhana, while Kunti with her four sons were seated in the elite viewing area. The Kala Pradarshan had evolved into a grand spectacle, and the stakes were higher than ever.
King Dhritarashtra, though blind, listened intently to the sounds and commentary from the arena. His desire for a strong alliance with a powerful kingdom had led to this competition, and he was eager to see the outcome. Queen Gandhari sat beside him, her fingers gently clasping the edge of her saree, as she waited with bated breath.
Bhima was standing at the center of the arena, waiting for Kamini to return. His broad and muscular frame exuded arrogance and confidence as he prepared for the final match. His reputation as a mighty warrior had preceded him, and he was determined to prove himself in the Kala Pradarshan.
As Kamini re-entered the arena, the crowd's excitement reached a fevered pitch. Her striking appearance, with her red gauntlet and a confident aura, caught the attention of the spectators. They knew they were about to witness a thrilling battle between two formidable opponents.
"Hey tomato head, If you leave that stupid Angraj and come with me. I will consider not killing him in other matches he would me or my brothers, Say?"
Bhima's taunt and offer to Kamini drew a mixture of reactions from the crowd. Some found his boldness amusing, while others were taken aback by his brashness.
Grasp~
"He had to say 'that' right?"
"She hates it when someone insults her hair the most," Brinda and Kali looked at Bhima with pity for provoking a monster.
Bhima's taunts seemed to have struck a nerve, especially when he insulted Kamini's hair, a feature she was known for. The crowd's reaction was a mix of surprise and hushed conversations, knowing that Bhima had unknowingly touched a sensitive point.
Bhima's arrogant demeanor was met with an icy glare from Kamini. She remained unfazed by his words, her determination and resolve to shine through. Her unique style and abilities were her strengths, and she had no intention of letting his insults deter her.
Karna and their group watched the exchange closely. Karna's eyes bore into Bhima, and he could sense the tension in the air. He knew that Kamini was more than capable of handling herself, and he had faith in her abilities.
Draupadi whispered to Brinda, "He's asking for trouble with those taunts. Kamini isn't the type to back down."
Brinda agreed, "I don't think he understands who he's dealing with."
Tara, with her perceptive nature, noted, "The crowd's reaction shows that they're eager to see how Kamini responds."
Kamini remained calm and composed, her fiery red gauntlet still glowing with energy. She was ready to prove herself in the final battle, regardless of Bhima's taunts. Her response would be made in the language of combat, a language she had trained in and mastered.
Whoosh~
With a blur, Kamini launched herself at Bhima and started raining swift and precise punches, using her unique combat style. Her strikes were a dance of martial artistry, weaving a complex pattern that was difficult for Bhima to predict or defend against. Kamini's agility and quick movements left Bhima momentarily flustered.
The audience watched in awe as Kamini showcased her unorthodox fighting style. Her strikes were calculated and aimed at specific pressure points, showing her deep knowledge of martial arts. She was clearly not one to be underestimated.
As the battle raged on, the crowd became increasingly perplexed by the lack of damage to Bhima's body. Kamini's strikes had been swift, precise, and carried considerable force, but they seemed to have not affected the formidable warrior from the Nalapura region. Bhima's taunting smirk persisted, and he continued to stand confidently in the face of Kamini's relentless attacks.
"My turn,"
With a hint of determination and a mischievous glint in his eye, Bhima decided it was time to showcase his formidable strength. Kamini's relentless strikes had indeed been precise and fast, but Bhima had been conserving his energy, waiting for the right moment to respond.
With a powerful and swift movement, Bhima's massive hand clamped around Kamini's wrist as she launched another attack. His grip was like a vise, and her punches came to an abrupt halt. The crowd gasped in surprise as Bhima demonstrated his raw power.
Kamini attempted to break free from Bhima's grip, but his strength was overwhelming. He slowly lifted her off the ground with a smirk, his fingers tightly encircling her wrist. It was a display of power that left the spectators in awe.
Boom!
Crack!
The impact of Bhima's overhead slam shook the arena, and the crowd was left in stunned silence for a moment. Kamini had been lifted into the air and then forcefully slammed into the ground, creating a deep crater in the arena floor. Her body had borne the brunt of the attack.
Gasps and murmurs spread throughout the audience as they witnessed the powerful move. Bhima's display of strength was nothing short of astonishing, and it was clear that he had the upper hand in this battle.
"I...will fight...till the...END!"
Kamin's voice quivered with determination as she struggled to stand up after Bhima's devastating attack. Her fiery spirit remained unbroken, and her gauntlet still glowed with fierce energy, a testament to her resolve.
"Well then this is the end~"
As Bhima advanced toward the battered and resilient Kamini, his smirk grew even more pronounced. He was confident that his strength had overwhelmed her, and he had no qualms about what would come next. The crowd watched in silence, unsure of what the outcome would be.
But just as Bhima reached Kamini, his hand outstretched to finish the battle, he was met with a sight that took him by surprise. Kamini, with sheer determination and a burst of energy, delivered a powerful strike to Bhima's midsection. Her gauntlet glowed even brighter, channeling her fierce resolve into the attack.
"Rising Impact!"
Bhima caught off guard, was sent hurtling into the air. The force of Kamini's strike was astonishing, and it carried Bhima high above the arena. Gasps of amazement filled the air as the crowd witnessed the unexpected turn of events.
As Bhima reached the peak of his ascent, Kamini was already in motion, leaping into the air to meet him. With a series of precise strikes, she managed to keep him suspended, creating a spectacular display of combat in mid-air. Her gauntlet seemed to burn with a fiery intensity as she landed hit after hit.
Bhima struggled to break free from Kamini's relentless assault, but her strikes were unyielding. It was a breathtaking scene, with the two warriors locked in a mid-air battle, defying gravity.
Moments later, Kamini's final and decisive blow sent Bhima hurtling back to the ground with incredible force. The impact created a seismic shockwave that shook the arena, leaving the spectators in awe of the spectacle they had just witnessed.
The ground trembled as Bhima crashed into it, leaving a deep crater where he landed. He lay still conscious just dazed from the impact earlier but anger soon overtook the confusion which in turn galvanized his fighting spirit. The sight of Kamini standing above him, her gauntlet still radiating with energy, only fueled his anger more.
"YOU!!! I WILL KILL YOU!!!,"
The arena was filled with silence as Bhima's enraged shout reverberated through the air. The spectators watched with bated breath, unsure of what would happen next. Bhima's display of fury was palpable, and it was clear that the battle was far from over.
Kamini, still standing but troll of performing the previous attack could be seen through her laboured breath, and her gauntlet, though still glowing, showed signs of strain. She was well aware that she had pushed herself to the limits with her previous attack, and she knew that she had to be prepared for whatever Bhima had in store.
As Bhima rose to his feet, his massive frame filled with fury, the atmosphere in the arena grew windy with an ominous tension.
"You have successfully angered me, Vayuputra Bhima."
The wind started to condense around his arms, swirling with a powerful force that seemed to respond to his rage. The crowd watched in awe as Bhima harnessed the wind's energy, forming it into a swirling vortex around his arms. His eyes blazed with fury, and he unleashed the elemental power he had inherited from his divine father, Lord Vayu.
As Bhima advanced toward Kamini with his arms enveloped in the vortex of wind, the spectators were on the edge of their seats. The battle had taken an unexpected turn, with Bhima tapping into his elemental abilities, and Kamini, despite her resilience, faced a formidable opponent.
Bhima pulled his right arm back into the punching position, gathering the swirling wind into a concentrated point. His punch was like a cannonball, and he aimed it directly at Kamini, who stood her ground, her gauntlet still faintly glowing with residual energy.
Just as Bhima's powerful wind-infused punch was about to strike Kamini, she made a split-second decision. With a quick and precise movement, she channeled the last of her gauntlet's energy into her own punch. Her fist met Bhima's attack in a dramatic collision of elemental forces.
The impact was extraordinary, sending shockwaves through the arena. The combined force of Bhima's wind-infused punch and Kamini's energy-enhanced strike created a dazzling explosion of elemental power. The audience watched in astonishment as the clash of these two formidable warriors unleashed a spectacle of raw, untamed energy.
But then Bhima smiled and started putting more energy into his attack. The vortex of wind around his arm intensified, and his elemental power surged. Kamini felt the overwhelming force of the wind pushing against her, overpowering her.
BOOOM!
The resounding explosion sent shockwaves throughout the arena, and a blinding burst of wind and energy engulfed the battlefield. The spectators shielded their eyes from the intense light and energy radiating from the epicenter of the clash.
As the dust and debris settled, the crowd's collective gasp was audible. The force of Bhima's intensified elemental attack had overwhelmed Kamini, and she lay on the ground, unconscious and broken gauntlet.
"PRINCE BHIMA WINS!!!"
The announcer's voice rang through the arena as the dust cleared, confirming Bhima's victory. The crowd erupted into a mixture of cheers, applause, and gasps of amazement.
But Bhima's elemental power raged around him as he approached Kamini, his intentions unclear. The spectators watched in a mixture of awe and concern, unsure of what the formidable warrior had in mind for his fallen opponent.
SWISH~
The wind picked up condensing one point in Bhima's arm and then released in a powerful punch towards her face...
Bang!
"You got some guts trying to harm my woman in front of me~ Am I invisible to you?"
Karna could seen standing in front of Bhima holding his hand taking the attack as just a breeze but his presence was overwhelmingly intimidating. His words held an aura of authority and promised pain.
"Now say what should I do to you?~"
Bhima, mid-punch, was left momentarily frozen by Karna's unexpected intervention. The force of his elemental attack dissipated into nothing against Karna's presence, leaving Bhima bewildered and at a loss for words.
"Ang-"
A heavy murderous intent flooded the entire arena, causing a sudden silence to fall upon the audience. Karna's eyes glinted with a dangerous intensity, and his words were laced with a deadly promise.
"Interrupt me one more time, and I will ensure you never raise your hand against anyone again. You don't want to test my patience any further."
Karna's presence was commanding and imposing. Weak-willed individuals started losing consciousness while some strong ones were on their knees.
Bhima was not on his knees just because Karna holding his hand till in punching action, but because he felt an overwhelming pressure from Karna's presence.
It was as if an unstoppable force had met an immovable object. Bhima realized that he was in a perilous situation, and any further provocation could lead to dire consequences.
"W-What d-do you w-want?"
Karna's gaze remained unwavering, his grip on Bhima's arm firm. The arena, once filled with the clamor of spectators, had now fallen into an eerie silence as everyone watched this intense confrontation unfold.
"Break your arm yourself or should I help?"
Bhima, his face contorted with both pain and frustration, weighed his options. He had little choice but to comply with Karna's demand, given the overwhelming pressure he felt from Karna's presence. Swallowing his pride, Bhima nodded in agreement.
"I WILL REMEMBER THIS HUMILIATION!!!"
CRACK!!!
AHHHHHHHH!!!
Karna released his grip on Bhima's arm, allowing him to break his own attack. Bhima winced as he applied the necessary force to his arm, causing a sickening snap as the bone gave way. The pain was evident on his face as he cradled his broken arm.
NOOOOOO!!!