What is of Supreme importance in war, is to attack your enemy's strategy!!





A huge army consisting of 2 Akshauhinis ( It's a battle formation consisting of 21,870 chariots, 21,870 elephants, 65,610 horses and 109,350 infantry) was performing various battle formations.

A lone female stood, in warrior uniform as she watched the proceedings.

" Putri! " called a booming voice.

" Pranipat Pitashree! " greeted Shikandini, as she took her father's blessings. " Kalyan ho! What is the current status?" asked Drupad, the Maharaja of Panchal. " The formation practice is going well! I believe we can use a few of those in the upcoming war." said Shikandini. Drupad hummed as he watched his army, go through various battle formations.

" Use the Chakravyuh! " said Drupad after sometime. " Pitashree? " asked Shikandini, a bit shocked. " Is there a problem, putri?" said Drupad, looking back at his daughter. " No at all, pitashree! The princes are not at all experienced and the only prince that has some experience, won't be fighting. I did not think using the most difficult battle formation, will be necessary!" explained Shikandini, her point of view.

" You are not wrong. But I don't wish to lose to that Drona. So, I will teach him how this revenge of his, is foolish. He and neither his students can beat me. You must use the Chakravyuh!" said Drupad, his tone final. Shikandini nodded, still a bit of indecisiveness shone through her face.

" But since those princes are still inexperienced, I won't kill them. Defeat them, injure them but don't kill. Simply imprison them. I hope you are satisfied Shikandini." said Drupad, as he sighed at his eldest soft heart. Shikandini smiled at her father pleased, and continued to train their warriors. There is still day time left after all.







Night fell, as the moon rose high above the sky. The stars twinkled prettily.

A huge clearing in a forested area can be seen, filled with tents. The two middle tents were used by Karna and Drona. In one of the tents, both sat facing each other, discussing the upcoming war. " Who do you think will win?" asked Drona, curious about Karna's answer. " It depends upon the strategy. Until the war starts, there is no decision regarding this question." replied Karna. " Indeed! What is making me worry is that if Drupad uses the Chakravyuh, then everything will go down the drain!" said Drona, his brow furrowed. " You have not taught your students about the most dangerous vyuh?" asked Karna, raising his eyebrows. " I have! But it is the matter of remembering the fact. I wish to also see who among my students have taken all my teachings to heart. I can't help them, this is a matter of Guru Dakshina. Though..." trailed of Drona, looking at Karna, an inquisitive look in his eyes.

" I won't help, until and unless they ask. They will have to take the initiative. I did promise!" replied Karna, answering the unasked question.

Drona was about to reply with an answer when a dwarpal entered. " Shama Kijiye Guru Dronacharya, Rajkumar, parantu Rajkumar Yuddhisthir aap dono se milne ki anumati chahte hai! " spoke the dwarpal.

Drona looked at Karna, his eyes had amusement dancing in them. Karna simply smiled impishly back at him.

" I have no idea what he wants." said Karna, in an absolutely innocent tone.

" Of course you don't!" replied Drona, his voice light and amused. " Bhitar pravesh karne ki anumati hai! " said Drona to the waiting dwarpal. The dwarpal left to inform the prince.

Yuddhisthir entered, only to be subjected to one amused look from his Gurudev, and a calm look from his elder brother. " Kaho putra! What is it that you want?" asked Drona, his tone very amused. " Wo Gurudev...I came to ask if we can get Jyesht's insight on the strategy we will use." asked Yuddhisthir, hoping his gurudev will agree. " Of course, putra! Karna, you won't mind helping will you?" asked Drona, looking at Karna. " Of course not. Let us proceed then Yuddhisthir!" said Karna, looking at Yuddhisthir who nodded. He got up and nodded at Dronacharya, and left the tent.

Dronacharya smiled as the brothers left.

" This brothers.." muttered Drona, as he let out a chuckle.





A soft and almost silent footsteps strode down the hallways, towards the room that was still lighted with lamps. A slender hand opened the door, that was half closed to enter the chamber. A pair of eyes looked at the figure sitting in front of the in built temple, housing the majestic statue of Lord Vishnu, the preserver of the universe.

A beautiful and small smile lit the face, as she watched the woman.

Two beautiful and dainty feet stepped forward towards the women.

" Maa! Why have you not slept yet?" asked a soft, melodious voice. " I am worried child!" replied a similar melodious voice, that was sweet with age.

The woman turned as she smiled at her daughter-in-law. " You have not slept too, putri! Why is that?" asked Kunti, a small smile on her face. " How can I sleep, if my mother is still awake?" answered Advika, as she stepped forward to sit on the ground in front of the small temple. Kunti chuckled at her answer. " Come, maa. Let us sleep. Your sons will be fine. Believe in your faith." said Advika, as she led Kunti by her hands. Kunti followed her towards the bed, but stopped at the foot of it. " Putri, stay with me tonight?" asked Kunti, her voice pleading. " Ji maa." answered Advika. The moon rose higher as both of the female slept together.

A shadow slicked away from the hallway, as he listened to the soft natural falling and rising of the body, that indicated both were asleep.

As he left, a cruel smirk could be seen, as the shadows from the mashals danced in the hallways. " Sweet dreams, Rajkumari. This will be the last sleep that you are going to rise awake from." whispered the horse and cruel voice.





Karna and Yuddhisthir walked to where their brothers were waiting. " Are the 100 princes there with you, anuj?" asked Karna, as he walked along side his brother. " Nehi jyesht. I asked Duryodhan, but he refused saying that he did not need any help. Their strategy is apparently finished." replied Yuddhisthir, with a frown. A frown which Karna mirrored. " This is the guru dakshina for all of you. Everyone of you should attack together." said Karna, his frown deepening. " I know jyesht. I said the same, but they did not listen. " replied Yuddhisthir. " I see." said Karna, as they reached their tent. Both entered to find their brothers sitting on the chairs with a huge table in the middle. " Jyesht, Bhrata! You both arrived." said Bhima, as they all got up. " Yes we did. Let us sit." replied Karna, as he sat. Yuddhisthir and Karna sat opposite to each other, on the two heads of the table. Arjun sat to Karna's right and Nakul to his left. Bhima sat to Yuddhisthir right, beside Nakul, while Sahadev sat opposite him, beside Arjun. " What should we know first jyesht? Any advice?" asked Nakul. " To defeat your enemy, you need to know your enemy. Maharaja Drupad is a very skilled warrior. He is also a brilliant strategist. One of the brightest even. He has a daughter, Rajkumari Shikandini. She is the commander of the army. I won't be shocked, if it is her you face in the war." said Karna, shocking them. " A female in a war?" asked Yuddhisthir, wide eyed. The others mirrored his look. " Is there a problem with that? Need I remind you, your bhabhishree also happens to be such a person." said Karna, a bit defensive.

"No no jyesht, you misunderstood. It's just that it is adharm to raise weapon on a female." clarified Arjun. Karna hummed in agreement. " That is true. But if it was between saving your brother and raising a weapon on a female, what would you do?" asked Karna, his gaze analyzing. Yuddhisthir was aghast at the choice. All the others looked conflicted. " Isn't that unfair brother? We have to choose between two dharma!" said Bhima, pointing it out. " There will come a time, when you will have to make such choices, Bhima. Life is hardly fair. If you have forgotten, then I should remind you that female is not a damsel, but rather a warrior and had been trained as such. She would not care about this problem at all. She would count on the problem, and take the opening it provides. Now choose, brothers. What is your answer?" asked Karna again, as he focused his penetrating look at all of them. They all looked among themselves.

" I would choose to save my brother." replied Arjun, bravely. Karna looked at him. " I see. Why? You just pointed out it was adharm." asked Karna, wanting to see if Arjun had what it takes. " Because, the female as you said was a warrior. Warriors cannot be differentiated by gender. She may be a female, but she was also a fighter. By not wanting to fight her, I would insult her fighting spirit as well as her warrior status. It will also be the right thing to do." replied Arjun.

Karna smiled.

" I agree. Well said Arjun.If you don't save your brother, when you can, it's adharm. If you raise your weapons on a female, it's adharm. It all boil downs to your choice, in the end. Yuddhisthir, you are still conflicted. Why?" asked Karna. " Jyesht, in the end it is still adharm. How can I do that?" said Yuddhisthir, his voice soft and disturbed. " This is war, dear anuj. A time can come where you have to choose, or rather prioritize, what is the most important thing to you. And the female is armed and she can defend. I will never condone someone harming a defenseless woman." said Karna, willing him to understand. " Why did you bring this sudden point up, jyesht?" asked Sahadev. " The reason, is Shikandini. I hope you did not have to face her. But if you do..." trailed off Karna. " We should defend ourselves and find a way to neutralize her, without going into armed conflict right jyesht?" asked Arjun. " Yes. Be careful of the formations and Drupad himself." said Karna, giving them a hint. All his five brothers eyes glinted. " Anything else, jyesht?" asked Nakul, hoping he has more to say.

" A strategy, if good enough can already win you more than half the war. Always remember that together you stand united and divided you fall. Cover each other weakness, then only strength remains. Fight together, as one unit. I can't be there with you, but I fully believe all of you will win." said Karna, as he got up to leave. The brothers all got up and they bent to take his blessings. " Vijayi bhava! " said Karna, with a smile as he bought them in a hug. " You wont come to meet us in the morning when the war starts?" asked Yuddhisthir, as they all separated.

" No priye anuj. I cannot do that. It may cause trouble regarding my promise." said Karna. " You should not have promised in the first place, jyesht!" grumbled Bhima, causing Karna to chuckle. " Subhratri. Rest well." said Karna, as his brother wished him back as he left for his tent. The five brothers looked at each other, determination shinning through their eyes.





The sun rose with its usual majestic presence, filling the entire earth with it's rays. Giving light for those who need it, showing them the way, is what the sun had always done from eons..

Karna as usual was doing his customary Puja. His hands folded into a pranam gesture, as he finished his puja. " Karna!" called a gruff voice from behind. Two charcoal eyes opened, as he turned around. " Guru Bhrata Drona, aap yaha? " asked Karna, bewildered at his sudden presence. "The war will be starting, your brothers have already left. I did not see you there." replied Drona, raising his eyebrows. " Well, me being there could be problematic, I do not want anyone to make assumptions." said Karna, as he walked along side him. " Gandhar raj. Nothing new about that man. He is one sly, cunning fox." said Drona, snorting. " I did not say any names!" said Karna, his voice deceptively light. " Neither did I." said Drona, a small smile on his face. Karna looked at him for a few seconds, before letting out a light chuckle. " I will get ready to join you, to observe the war." said Karna, looking at Drona. " Of course!" replied Drona, as Karna nodded and proceeded towards his tent.

Drona tilted his head to look at the sky, wondering if the war has started or not. If it had started, then who had the upper hand.







Two lone figures stood on top of a huge hill, which was overshadowed by various trees. In front of them on the plain ground, stood the 105 Kuru princes, opposite the huge army of Panchal. " The war has not started yet! It is surprising, the Sun has risen an hour back." said Karna, his voice surprised. " This is surprising indeed. But what is worrying, is Duryodhan and Yuddhisthir." asked Drona, pointing at two armour clad figures speaking with each other, or rather one snarling and the other talking. " Oh!! What are they talking about?" asked Karna, wondering what has his little brother so tensed. He could clearly see Yuddhisthir tensed features. " I have no idea. It seems the other brothers have joined as well. This kind of discord before war, is not good. They can face defeat."said Guru Drona, his features tensed as his brows furrowed. Karna looked towards them, and his brow furrowed as well. His five brothers stood on one side, with Duryodhan and his two chief brothers Dusshasan and Vikarna, on another. The other 97 princes surrounding them. " This is troubling. I have a question. May I ask?" asked Karna. Drona turned towards him and nodded. " Did you by any chance tell them that the Kauravas and the Pandavas will fight separately?" asked Karna, a bit hesitant. " Of course not. This is Guru dakshina from all of my 105 students. How can I say that? Where did you hear it, Karna?" replied Drona, disbelief covering his voice.

" Yesterday, when I reached the tent, only my five younger brothers were there. When I asked Yuddhisthir about this, he replied that Duryodhan had a different strategy, than them. It signifies that..." trailed off Karna, looking at Drona. " That they would fight separately. This is not right! Where did Duryodhan get such a notion, from?" asked Drona, his voice despairing.

" Who else? You and I both know from whom, he got such a notion from. It seems like my little brothers are coming here. They must have noticed us." replied Karna, gesturing towards five of his brothers, who were coming towards them.





" Duryodhan we need to fight together, not separately!" said Yuddhisthir, absolutely exasperated at Duryodhan's stubborn behaviour and his one track mind.

" I don't care. It does not matter to me. My brothers and I will fight first. You can join us, but you will have to follow my orders. I won't let you take away the Kauravas glory." said Duryodhan, his voice condensing. " Why should bhrata Yuddhisthir, take your orders? He is the eldest of both of you. You should be the one taking orders from him." said Bhima, gritting his teeth, at the audacity of Duryodhan. He really wanted his jyesht to be here, then at least they won't be wasting precious time, arguing about such a trivial topic. Yuddhisthir sighed. This was taking them nowhere. He remembered his Jyesht saying to prioritize during this kind of situation.

" Very well Duryodhan. You can attack first. We will help, when you need it." said Yuddhisthir, not in the mood to fight anymore. " Good to see one of you understand my superiority. And I don't need any help from you or your brothers. We 100 Kauravas are enough to defeat Drupad." bragged Duryodhan, before leaving for the front line position in war. Arjun was about to retort but Yuddhisthir stopped him.

" We should go towards where Gurudev and Jyesht is!" said Yuddhisthir, pointing towards the hill, where they can see Karna and Drona conversing with each other. " But bhrata, what about the war?" asked Bhima, absolutely enraged. " Yes bhrata, what if they win? You should not have agreed." muttered Arjun, as he agreed with Bhima. Nakul and Sahadev nodded along. " Don't worry. Did Jyesht not say to prioritize during such situations? It is a matter of giving Guru dakshina, let us see if Duryodhan succeeds." said Yuddhisthir. " Let us leave the battlefield then." grumbled Nakul, while Sahadev looked disappointed. " I hope they lose!" whispered Bhima, as he and Arjun shared a look behind their brothers back.

All the five brother walked towards where there elder brother and teacher was. Yuddhisthir, Bhima, Arjun, Nakul and Sahadev came where Drona and Karna was standing. Both of them looked at each other, before looking at them. " Will you five not fight?" asked Drona, hoping his fears regarding the situation was not coming true. " No, Gurudev. Duryodhan wanted himself and his brothers to fight first." said Arjun, replying before Yuddhisthir.

Drona and Karna exchanged a look. Drona had a tensed face while Karna had a frown.

" I see. Very well let us watch. Then you may have your turn, if your brothers fail." said Guru Drona.

The five nodded as all of them turned to watch the battleground from the vantage position.





The battleground was deadly silent. As the Sun was lighting the entire area with light, the pure sound from the conch could be heard. Immediately every warrior in the battlefield was alert and ready for the first call of the war starting. " Akraman! " yelled both Shikandini and Duryodhan immediately. The huge army of Panchal immediately fell into the formation of Chakravyuh. Shikandini stood right at the middle of the formation ready for the princes to come. Two very brave and powerful warriors of Panchal stood at her side.

The 100 princes did not notice the formation, as they had charged the moment the call of 'attack' had come. If they had seen the formation happening then they would have known what they had to do. But they did not, therefore got trapped into the formation. The moment when Duryodhan had realized what was happening, he had ordered his brothers to use brute force and break the formation as fast as possible. But of course, by then it was a bit of a problem. One by one the Princes started to fell, all knocked out unconscious.Every single of them were imprisoned. Only three of the 100 princes were left. Duryodhan, Dusshasan and Vikarna. " Jyesht, ab kya karna uchit hoga? " asked Vikarna. His body bleeding and he sounded so tired. " Try to fend them off, anuj. Dusshasan you take second last circle. I going for the innermost one. I am sure Drupad is there. Then when I defeat him, our brothers will be freed and we will win." replied Duryodhan, his eyes lit with anger. Both his brothers nodded and going where they were instructed to. Duryodhan charged blindly with his mace. He managed to break most of it by sheer will power and strength. Shikandini smiled behind her scarf, which she had used to hide her face. A sword was ready in her hand.

" Well, well it seems like you manage to come to the most innermost part, Rajkumar. I am impressed, not many are able to do so in their first war. Let us fight." said Shikandini, her scarf obstructed her voice. So her usual sweet voice sounded scruffy. " Are you Drupad?" asked Duryodhan angrily. He was running purely on adrenaline. His body was filled with cuts, that dripped blood. Essentially he was tired at continuous onslaught that was dealt by the Chakravyuh. But he would not show his weakness, he needed to defeat Drupad. He cannot give pandavas a chance to win. He himself was enough. " No, I am not Maharaja. Rather I am the senapati." replied Shikandini, as she charged towards the tired princes. Duryodhan used his last strength to lift his mace, but before he could lift it completely, the hilt of Shikandini's sword hit the side of his neck immediately rendering him unconscious. Shikandini has used her speed and small stature to her advantage, compared to the bulky prince and defeated him.

" Rajkumari Shikandini ki jai! Maharaja Drupad ki jai!! " yelled the warrior beside him. Such exclamations filled the air. Shikandini raised her hand, halting the celebrations.

" First check if all the 105 princes have been defeated or not! Do we have all of them imprisoned?"

The warriors beside her nodded and left to do fulfill her orders. " Putri! Have we won the war?" asked Drupad as he entered the Chakravyuh, at its innermost part. " The princes have been defeated. I have asked two warriors to check if all the 105 princes were Imprisoned or not!" asked

"Good! Let us wait for the happy news then." said Drupad with a pleased smile.

They waited for a few moments. The warrior that was sent to check came up to them, a grim look on his face. " Is everything alright, yoddha?" asked Drupad. " Maharaja, Rajkumari, there are only 100 princes captured within the Chakravyuh!" said the warrior. " What? Where are the other 5 princes?" asked Drupad enraged. Shikandini shrugged as she frowned as well. There were so many princes that it was hard to keep a count. Suddenly two trumpets could be heard. It signaled that the remaining princes were coming. Drupad and Shikandini's eyes widened as they looked at each other.

" Continue the chakravyuh!" ordered Drupad immediately. Shikandini and Drupad readied themselves. Both knew that only 5 princes cannot defeat the entire army by themselves. On the front of the Chakravyuh stood 5 warriors, ready to fight.





One man had an axe in his hand. His entire body reflected his intellect. His eyes scanned to see any weakness in the formation. His posture alert and ready. Another man stood with a huge mace in his hand. He was a giant compared to his brothers and the tallest as well. His well sculpted and bulging muscles held the mace as if it was a cotton bag. His eyes burned with fierce determination. His posture spoke of his strength.

The middle one had a bow, sculpted beautifully and the well sculpted fingers held the bow firmly. His fingers nimble as he stretched the string, ready to launch the arrow. His eyes only saw his target and nothing else. His posture already in fight mode. His senses alert.

Beside him stood a man who had a spear. His eyes calm and face serene. It seemed like as if he was born to rule the battlefield. Very few had seen a man calm during war. His posture was not tensed, but ready to react. His eyes showed full confidence in himself and his companions.

The last man of the five held a sword. His rough but slender fingers held his sword with confidence. His eyes traced everyone of them precision of a healer. His posture reflected his calm aura and his alert posture.

A arrow was shot which multiplied into two immediately and hit the side soldiers rather than the middle one. Immediately, the five man charged to take advantage of the split second confusion.

" Create a path, quickly. We will have to break the formation." said Arjun, to his brothers. All nodded.

Bhima used his strength and huge posture as he took point in the diamond shaped formation they had used to break the vyuh. His strength allowed him to clear the path quickly and immediately. His tall stature also allowed him to see where people are at one glance. Arjun was in middle of the formation. He was the archer. Archery was middle ranged to long ranged while his brothers were close ranged fighters. He was in the middle as it was the most protected place and he could fire his arrows at the same time. This would also make him less tired, which would be helpful to defeat Drupad. His brothers have given the responsibility to him.

Yuddhisthir was to Arjun's left as he used his spear to defeat all the soldiers coming towards him. They needed to reach the innermost part as soon as possible. Sahadev was to Arjun's right, using his axe to its full potential. His strikes are harder and faster, as the soldiers fell one by one. The formation was slowly breaking, as he gave small smile at the small victory. Nakul was at the rear. His sword was used efficiently. He cut down the another spear which came flying towards him. His hands moving in a blur, as he kept the soldiers always at a distance. He smiled a bit when he noticed that his bhrata Bhima had broken the innermost circle of the vyuh, as the entire formation broke immediately.

The five brothers separated coming to stand beside Arjun, who was the only one who looked not a bit tired. While the other four, where tired, but not as much as Duryodhan had been, when he had entered. Drupad and Shikandini looked shocked. The three warriors that were present alongside them was also shocked to see the 5 princes not even looking very tired. One even looked like he had not even fought.

" They broke the vyuh completely!" whispered Shikandini, amazement in her voice. " Indeed." said Drupad to his daughter. His brow furrowed, and his arrogance and anger at it's peak. " Rajkumaro! I am impressed with your valour. So I will allow one of you to fight me. If your chosen fights me well then, I shall pardon your Guru's audacity. If said chosen win, then I shall free your brothers. If I win, then you must bring your Guru to me, for his punishment and your 100 brothers will be in my captivity, as my slaves. If you agree, then choose your representative!" said Drupad, arrogance brimming from his booming voice.

The five brothers were furious. How dare this King insult their teacher? Arjun looked at Yuddhisthir, who gave a nod. Bhima, Nakul and Sahadev also looked at him, giving a nod.

Arjun came forward. Drupad raised his eyebrows, then smirked. His bow was placed in his hands, by a soldier. Drupad fired the first arrow, which was immediately countered by Arjun. Their arrows changed from simple arrows to astras (celestial weapons). The others watched amazed as both the archers fought.

Suddenly, instead of one Drupad, there were four more Drupad. An illusion created by Drupad, by his celestial arrow. Arjun looked perplexed.

" Come find me Rajkumar. Let me see if you can find the real me." said Drupad, with a condensing laugh. Arjun remembered how his jyesht had said to be careful of both formations and Drupad himself. He closed his eyes. His Gurudev has taught him to launch an arrow with just hearing the sound rather than using his eyes. With his eyes closed and his other senses was at full alert, he slowly stretched his bow.

He could hear pin drop silence. He focused. He would not be able to hear people far from him. Only five Drupad is near him, and there...the breathing, the up and down motion. That must be really Drupad. Illusions can't breath after all. He fired the arrow. The arrow hit right at it's mark. The hand of Drupad himself, where his bow fell down on the ground. Arjun opened his eyes, a small smile lit his face.

Immediately, before anyone can react, Bhima had tied up Drupad with a strong rope. " There you go, Maharaja. We have won." said Arjun. " Let us take him to where Gurudev and Jyesht is!" suggested Nakul. Drupad looked at his tied hands. How could he lose? That also in front of these amateurs? How can these five young man, made him lose? They broke his formation, the most powerful battle formation- the Chakravyuh. How?

" Devi, we do not disrespect women. I would suggest you come along side us." said Yuddhisthir, looking at Shikandini. Shikandini nodded. She was an experienced fighter. She knew what will happen. She decided that when an opportunity presented itself, she would attack. Sun was not down yet, therefore, there was time. The party of seven reached the foot of the hill, where two figures stood waiting.

One was a middle aged man. His beard and hair brown streaked white. His aura was that of a warrior and a knowledgeable man. His eyes held a glint. His smile genuine, as his vow was completed. His students had completed his vow. The man beside him was tall around 6 feet. His hands were folded behind him, putting emphasis on his well sculpted chest. His angavastra the colour of Blood red, with orange stood out against his fair skin. His white dhoti, sparkled in the sun as his gold ornaments reflected the rays. His charcoal eyes were proud. A small smile was on his face. His Kundals shone brightly as he turned to look at the approaching figures.

" Pranipat Gurudev! Pranipat jyesht! " greeted Yuddhisthir.

" Kalyan ho, putro! " replied Drona, while Karna nodded at him with a smile. " We have bought you the Guru Dakshina, you asked for Gurudev." said Arjun, as he presented a bound Drupad. Beside him stood an unbound Shikandini. Drona smiled. But before he could speak, a knife was sent straight towards Drona. Before anyone can blink, Karna was within the way. His armour appeared immediately, making the knife absolutely useless, as it fell to the ground after it collided with the armour. " Rajkumari Shikandini, this was something only a coward would have done. To attack an unarmed person, is an adharm, specifically a Brahmin. I hope you realize that." spoke Karna, in the absolute silence.

The five brothers were furious and only their jyesht's look at stopped them, from saying anything. Drona simply smiled, as if he accepted such kind of behaviour.

Drupad and Shikandini looked wide eyed at him. Both of them finally realized that these six brothers were not ordinary. All six of them had a divinity to them, that they had not seen before. Both were glad the eldest had not participated. If he had, they would have been completely trashed before the war could even begun properly.

" I must say I did not except such cowardly behaviour from you Drupad. Not that I excepted anything less. Someone who could not even fulfill their promise, was a coward in the end." said Drona, his stare hard. " Guru bhrata, we must announce the end of the war. Daasi! " called Karna, at Drona's nod. Two daasi appeared. One held a plate where a conch was kept, while the other bought a rope. Karna signaled the rope to be tied on Shikandini's wrist, who glared at him. Karna did not pay her any attention. He took the conch, and blew it, signaling the end of the war. " Come Drupad. You have your dues to pay." said Drona, after the announcement was done.





In the end Panchal was divided into two parts. One was ruled by Ashwatthama, the only son of Dronacharya. The other was left for Drupad. The capital of Drupad was Kampilya. After his humiliated defeat at the hands of the five brothers and his daughter's attack foiled by the eldest of them, he left for his new capital. His blood still boiled at the thought of Rajya abhishek of Dronacharaya's son Ashwatthama. He decided he will get revenge for this humiliation.

The Kauravas were released. Duryodhan fumed at his defeat by a female, and at the six Pandavas win. He gritted his teeth, as he heard their names being chanted by the people. After the celebration, the 106 princes started their journey under the leadership of Karna, back to Hastinapur, with good news.





On the other hand in Hastinapur, the news was met with pomp and splendor. The praja of Hastinapur heard how Karna defended Guru Drona from a cowardly attack, after the war. They heard about Arjun's valour and his defeat of Drupad. They heard about how they had broken the most powerful vyuh, with their strategy and teamwork. They heard about Sahadev's intellect, Nakul's capabilities with the sword, Bhima's strength and Yuddhisthir's calm nature during battle.

The city people praised the six brothers to high heavens. Everyone was happy. Hastinapur was decorated to celebrate the princes victory.

" Putri, Can you to get the flowers from the garden for my puja? I wanted to do the puja, as my sons are returning safely and also with victory." said Kunti, as she arranged a plate filled with delicacies as bhog, in the palace temple, which stood in the middle of the magnificent palace gardens.

"Ji maa! I will return shortly." replied Advika.

Advika was happy at her family's victory, but not shocked like Gandhar raj and Dritharashtra had been. She knew all the six brothers had divinity in them. They also had a mark of immense potential and great warriors. This was just the start, there was more to come.

She walked among the gardens, watching as few of the children of daas and daasis played among the gardens. The children were allowed to come within the gardens as they stayed within the palace at the servant's quarters. She smiled as she picked flowers and watched them. Suddenly, her eyes widened, as she looked up at the sky. There was suddenly a huge wave of arrows coming from the sky. The children were near her, she could not let them get hurt. They had frozen in fear, as they watched the onslaught of arrows.

She kept the flower basket on the ground and closed her eyes. Her hands outstretched with a stop motion. A huge wall, made purely of earth burst down from the ground covering Advika and the children, in a half dome. The arrows stuck on the wall, at contact. She bought the children, in the dome's shadow, while she focused to keep the wall over them stable. When the onslaught stopped, did she let her focus go, and returned the earth to it's resting place.

" Are you all okay? Did you get hurt?" asked Advika, worried for the innocent kids. " Nehi Rajkumari. We are not hurt. Thank you for saving our life." said a 10 year old boy. " Don't thank me dear one. It is my duty." replied Advika with a smile. Suddenly a terrified cry could be heard. Advika turned towards the sound, and felt her heart beat quicken. A small 5-year-old girl was sitting on the ground, her knees were scraped. A dagger was coming straight at her. Advika did not think, she simply reacted. She reached the girl, in a split second the dagger was embedded in her shoulder. She winced at the pain. She looked at the child, in her arms, who looked terrified at the blood, flowing through her shoulder. She gestured a child to take her. A child came to do as she asked. She tried to stand up and she did. But her vision blurred. The last thing she remembered was a call. " Putri!! "