"Why has no enforcement arrived yet? Abhi", Bagh shouted while fending off an attack by two intruders simultaneously.
"Elder brother I had torn the emergency talisman of the main building already and also our talisman but there is no reply.", Abhi shouted but he didn't know that these would be the last words that would ever come out of his mouth. His throat was sliced and a spurt of blood came out, he died holding onto his neck trying to stop the inevitable.
Bagh looked towards him helpless to do anything. He knew he could only barely fight his own battle, how could he help others.
But still Abhi's death has become a catalyst within him, rage started burning inside of him he saw his senior hands and junior throat cut, how could he remain cold after all of that he is a man, a man in whose veins warm blood flow.
He shouted and released "Samasra". A ring of fire burst forth and formed a circle around him. That circle was his domain and within the domain everything other than himself was his enemy that needed to be eradicated.
"Why do you detest being an ordinary human so much Dhuryodhan?"asked Elder Dharampal panting, seeming tired.
"They are but insects after all, what is those insects life to begin with. In morning they go to farm work there like an insect comes home, eats what he sowed in the morning, takes pleasure from his wife and sleeps. That's his life he can never achieve greatness, can never have pride in himself he just sits there waiting to be conquered. For me dying as a cultivator is better than dying as a human.", Dhuryodhan replied with his sword cutting energy cutting the hand of Elder Dharampal.
Elder Dharampal chuckled through the pain and said "I wish to be that insect, I want to enjoy the happiness of that monotonous life but the weight that I carry doesn't let me shed the exterior of the cultivator I carry, it doesn't let me simply be a human."
Dhuryodhan laughed hearing the absurdity Dharampal spoke and said "That life in the peaceful society you wish for is meant to be conquered by a society that has aggression. Farmers will always be conquered by Pastoralists, that is the truth. All cultivators have come from that small group of Pastoralists while those insects have come from farmers, you Dharampal who is fortunate enough to be born in the group of conquerors, detest it, detest the very same group that gives you this power you yield. I was right to come here to kill you.", Dhuryodhan shot up while saying this.
Elder Dharampal could see Dhuryodhan going up and up until he was in the straight line of the sun, Elder Dharampal knew from above light will rain down on him.
He himself made a vortex of wind and shot up to meet him while he descended. A white meteor coming from above while a giant vortex of wind coming from down clashed midair a sonic boom occurred and the whole area within 1000m was covered in blinding white light.