It is the last offering!
Indrajit's 'yajna' is about to conclude!
Hurry up, Lakshmana!
[gripping music playing]
Vibhishana, the 'yajna' will be disrupted at all costs!
Hanuman, keep in mind what Rama said.
The 'yajna' ought to be disrupted
whilst upholding the dignity of the Goddess.
I remember, Lakshmana.
[ominous vocalisation]
Hail Shri Rama!
[thud]
Yet another catastrophe.
Call off the battle, Lankesh.
You are well aware of my response.
Go, conclude the 'puja'.
You only have as many soldiers left in your army
as the flowers in this vessel, Lankesh.
And just as many days
before the Rakshasa clan is completely destroyed.
Indrajit...
Ever since Indrajit went to perform the 'yajna',
there has been one unfortunate incident after the other.
I see ominous signs at every turn, Lankesh.
The flowers for the 'puja' fell to the ground.
The lamps doused.
The articles of the 'puja' fell down.
This is a bad sign, Lankesh.
There is still time,
call for your son.
Call Indrajit back.
Shiva's devotees have no fear.
This is all just a delusion.
Nothing untoward is happening.
And if the lamps are dousing,
Lanka lacks neither lamps
nor oil.
Very soon, the light of good news
will illuminate all of Lanka.
Bearing good tidings,
my Indrajit will destroy
every ominous sign for good.
Rama's end is near.
Hail Lord Mahadeva.
A mother's premonition
is way more powerful than your fallacies, Lankesh.
[dramatic music playing]
Your army is struggling to save itself.
You will be in the same situation soon, Rama.
Until Lakshmana and my contingent attain their goal,
you may dream about victory for a little longer.
Just as soon as Lakshmana achieves his goal,
your life shall also end.
You are foolish!
Try as hard as you may,
this 'yajna' cannot be disrupted
unless the Prince willingly decides to leave.
[Indrajit chanting mantra]
He was right.
Until such time as Indrajit does not leave the 'yajna' willingly,
the 'yajna' cannot be stopped.
No, Vibhishana.
This 'yajna' will not conclude
until the time Goddess Nikumbala is pleased.
Considering what Indrajit did to Lady Sita,
neither will the Goddess appear before him
nor grant him the boon.
No!
You cannot be displeased with me, Goddess.
I am Your ardent devotee.
I have concluded this ritual
by offering my blood.
Grant me that celestial chariot, Goddess.
[gripping music playing]
No.
No! [echoing]
If devotion will not work,
then I will have no choice but to compel You
but I will attain Your help and boon at any cost, Goddess!
We thought he was all-powerful.
He is Indrajit, who defeated Lord Indra.
Now, the truth is out.
He is not powerful,
his might is a result of the Goddess's grace.
Just look at him.
He is pleading for power.
[laughter]
He is even threatening the Goddess.
You are right, Uncle.
He is Indrajit in name only.
Had he been a warrior,
he would have had faith in his abilities.
He would have come out by now if he had the courage.
He would not have been hiding inside out of fear.
Everything he now possesses was given to him as charity.
Like father like son.
His father Ravana
also became powerful by asking for boons after performing austerities.
Then how can you expect him to step outside
in the absence of a boon?
After all,
he has to fight against Lord Rama's brother Lakshmana!
He is still a child
who will venture out only with his mother's help.
Without the Goddess' protection
and her blessing of the boon,
he is not Indrajit,
he is but a mere insect!
He is all talk and no action!
Meghanada is nothing!
[laughter]
[grunts]
Now, this 'yajna' shall conclude
only after I offer you all as sacrifices in this holy fire!
Brace yourselves for my wrath!
[grunts]
[dramatic music playing]
There! The 'yajna' is disrupted.
This 'yajna' cannot be disrupted
unless I allow it to be disrupted.
And this battle shall not end
unless I kill you all!
It is one
against many.
[grunts]
[devotional song playing]
Meghanada!
Why don't you decide at whose hands you want to die?
It is all of you that will die at my hands!
[explosion]
What is the matter, Meghanada?
Did my ordinary arrow send a shiver down your spine?
Lakshmana...
A banyan tree.
Indrajit must not get to it.
[gripping music playing]
[ominous music playing]
When illusory powers are misused,
they become ineffective.
'If the Shaktiastra is used for evil,'
'it will become the cause of your own destruction.'
With or without illusory powers,
Indrajit is unstoppable!
Indrajit!
They are aware of the boon Lord Brahma bestowed upon you.
In exchange for releasing Lord Indra,
Lord Brahma granted you
the boon of becoming immortal under a banyan tree.
So, they will not let you get to it at any cost.
Shame on you, Uncle!
Shame on you.
You have crossed all the limits of betrayal today.
You revealed your nephew's secret to the enemy!
I cannot believe
the same blood courses through our veins.
Today, I shall liberate the blood of the valorous Rakshasa clan
from your deceitful veins.
[grunts]
Indrajit!
You have already
relinquished our clan to sin and unrighteousness
and that is what courses through your veins.
Uncle!
[grunts]
[devotional song playing]
[thunder rumbling]
Yamaastra!
If he uses this,
it will draw the life force out of everybody.
[gripping music playing]
[bull bellows]
Mritunjayastra.
[Sanskrit chant playing]
[conch blowing]
Oh,
so you used the Mritunjayastra.
I am not out of all my 'astras' yet.
I have many more weapons left.
Just the death of Sita's illusion
almost killed your Rama.
When he sees your dead bodies today,
he will take his own life!
Vibhishana! Hanuman! Sugriva! Angada! Nala! Neela!
No one will intervene.
[gripping music playing]
Today, I, the brother of Rama,
will give you a befitting reply
for the wounds you inflicted on my brother.
I shall avenge my sister-in-law's humiliation,
whom I consider akin to a mother.
Indrajit has never been defeated.
Then brace yourself
for your life's first defeat
and last moments.
Indrajit!
[arrow whooshing]
[grunting]
Lakshmana!
Please let me help you.
Lakshmana, allow me to stop this wicked man.
No!
This will be the final battle.
It is either Indrajit or Lakshmana!
If I do not win this battle on my own merit,
I will not be worthy of being called the disciple
of Gurus Vishvamitra and Vashishtha,
nor worthy of fighting this battle
or being known as the brother of Shri Rama.
[dramatic music playing]
[clanking]
[sword whooshing]
[thud]
[coughs]
Lakshmana, you fool!
Look where I am standing.
I am immortal under this banyan tree!
Now, all of you will die
starting with my deceitful Uncle.
Next in line is that unruly ape Hanuman!
Where is he?
Where did he go?
Did he go scurrying back to Rama out of fear?
Come on out, you vanara!
Show yourself, you devotee of Rama!
In all four directions,
Lord Rama is everywhere.
As is this devotee of his.
[music playing]
You are right.
You are immortal under the banyan tree,
but that boon
however does not apply to the banyan tree, Meghanada.
[devotional song playing]
[conch blowing]
Hail Shri Rama!
[tree slowly uprooting]
[devotional song playing]
[song fades out]
Indrajit!
If you want the cool shade of that tree,
then you must fall at Lord Rama's feet.
[devotional song playing]
A banyan tree...
This signals Indrajit's destruction.
Your time is up, Makaraksha.
Makaraksha is about to see
Lord Rama's prowess.
Beware, Makaraksha!
[conch blowing]
[arrow swooshing]
[loud clanking]
[thud]
[devotional song playing]
- [devotional song concludes] - [conch blowing]
The scale seems to have tipped!
Where did that tree come from?
Apart from Rama,
I see no other vanara warriors.
Neither Hanuman, Lakshmana,
Sugriva or Angada.
Vibhishana is missing too.
It seems like they made a big move.
I must inform Lankesh at the earliest.
[thud]
Nobody will be able to help Indrajit today.
[bells ringing]
[water splashing]
[clanking]
Look at the 'tripund'.
Its shape is getting deformed, Lankesh.
Look at the vessel and the dousing lamps.
Please acknowledge the ominous signs!
If you wish to battle, do so.
Put an end to it if you want.
Returning Sita or detaining her is your decision.
I only have one request, Lankesh.
Please protect my Indrajit.
Please prevent me from losing my son, Lankesh.
Please save him.
[dramatic music playing]
No harm will come to our son.
None whatsoever.
[music peaks and fades out]
Fool!
"Ravana!"
I cannot waste any more time.
Before the sun sets,
I will finish this Suryavanshi!
I will destroy you with Shiva's Rudraastra!
Why is no other warrior except Rama to be seen?
Could that traitor Vibhishana
have taken the prime warriors...
No.
Indrajit!
[conch blowing]
Shaktiastra.
[thunder rumbling]
O Shaktiastra, overpower the Rudraastra.
- [screams] - [devotional song playing]
Ravana has an inkling, Lord.
[dramatic music playing]
[grunts]
[thunder rumbling]