As the Chandrapravas grew in hope, the Murzaans grew closer to the battlefield. The Murzaan Army had already reached the Northern Borders of the Murzaan Empire and camped at the war sight for the night. Quila Kahan, the Chief of Murzaan Army had planned a restful night for his men, before the day of the war. Quila Kahan and others received the news of the arrival of Raja Maniket Manan's Army. The Kalaneel Dynasty was not only wealthy but it was, if not a threat then indeed a decent competition for the Murzaan Army. Azael Aftaab didn't take the news well and he worried about the war and started to question his own decisions. He started to plan a new war-game in the middle of the night with Quila Kahan, Zulala Shieza and Saiffar Murzaan, when Quila Kahan noticed his fears and assured him, "my King, your concern is justified. Indeed, the Kalaneel Dynasty has a marvelous Army, but believe me when I say, Raja Maniket Manan's Army is as good as not being there." Azael Aftaab was confused and asked, "what do you mean?" Quila Kahan was a seasoned warrior and his experience made him an invincible Chief Of Murzaan Army. He explained, "the Kalaneel Army has been travelling for weeks. Crossing Zaleela, the treacherous Sea must have been a battle in itself. They would not have the might for a war right now. They would be dead tired. And going to war without any rest, is suicide. Worry not my King, we simply need to tire them a little more in the battlefield to win." Azael Aftaab was mighty impressed with Quila Kahan's observation and experience, and he complimented him for the same. But Quila Kahan requested Aftaab not be at the battlefield, worrying of losing his Emperor and he shared how Raja Moti too was not joining the war. Aftaab retorted, "Raja Moti Chandraprava is aged, Quila Kahan. My blood is young! Fear not, I promise you, your Emperor will live, live to fight another one!" All saluted Azael Aftaab as they planned a new strategy for the coming break of dawn.
Before dawn, the Chandraprava Dynasty faced its longest night. In the Palace Arena, the royal family gathered to bid farewell to their own, now dressed as warriors. The women of the Palace of Indira stood in rows, carrying out the farewell rituals. The eldest among the women blessed not only the men but also their weapons, marking their swords and shields with a mix of turmeric and sindoor (a vermilion powder made of a mercury ore, traditionally applied at the hairline of an Indian married woman as a symbol of matrimony, but also used in rituals and offered in worship, placed as a dot on the forehead, and to mark upon objects or spaces to signify them as holy and sacred). The moment was heavy. Across the grounds, soldiers too stood with their wives and families, receiving the same parting rituals. Veera stood before Raja Maniket to perform the rituals, just as the wives of her brothers, Prince Rujaimal, Prince Pooran, and Prince Vedan performed the same. Raja Maniket felt the heaviness of the moment and he assured Veera, "there is nothing to worry about, Princess Veera. Now that my army is by my side, I will be back to stare at you in no time!" Princess Veera smiled at him through her worries and assured him too, "I have no doubts, Raja Maniket. Your army and my Goddess Indira are going to be by your side. And I want you to bring Azael Aftaab to his knees, if not his head!" Raja Maniket was proud of her fierce fiance as he bid her a farewell. Raja Moti Chandraprava was seeing off not just his army, but his sons, his to-be son-in-law and everything he possessed as a king. He had hope, but his worry grew with each step his army took towards the battlefield. Raja Maniket Manan led not just his men, but also the soldiers of Chandraprava. Together, the entourage ascended towards the battlefield which was just an hour away at the borders of Indira.
And finally, Raja Maniket with his entourage arrived at the battlefield at the break of dawn and he looked up at the sky and it was the new moon. On the other side of the battlefield, stood Azael Aftaab, the Emperor of the Murzaan Empire with his Army. A bugle (a brass instrument, a war horn used to signal commands in battlefield) went off by a Murzaan soldier at the battlefield as he shouted out and announced the arrival of the Chandraprava and the Kalaneel Army. Raja Maniket Manan, the Prince of Chandraprava and their Chief of Army were pleasantly surprised at the site. The Chief of Kalaneel Dynasty dared to mock Azael Aftaab and his army, "forgive me, my King, but is this the mammoth Murzaan Army they speak of? It isn't even half of what we are here. We would slaughter with a flick of a finger back at home!" The Kalaneel soldiers mocked the Murzaan Army as Raja Maniket, relieved to see it, ordered his men to charge head-on! But just as they did, Prince Rujaimal shouted out as he took notice of another cloud of soldiers suddenly appearing from their right, "hold on! We need to split up!" Raja Maniket and others took notice of the cloud of soldiers led by Quila Kahan who were charging at them with speed and they too were of the same size as what Azael Aftaab led. Raja Maniket fretted and shouted out, "that is the rest of their army. Beware! They have divided their attack from two sides!" Raja Maniket and his men split into two immediately and went on to fight the two groups that Aftaab and Quila Kahan were leading. And just as they struck their swords, they were shocked to notice that they were now being attacked from the left as well! Another cloud of Murzaan soldiers appeared from their left which was being led by Saiffar Murzaan. Raja Maniket, who was already in the middle of the battle, realized they had been badly outnumbered and he shouted out, "they are too many. We will never make it. Retreat back, now!" And as Raja Maniket, the Princes of Chandraprava and their Chiefs turned to retreat back, Zulala Shieza appeared with another massive cloud of Murzaan soldiers from behind! They were cordoned from all directions! There was nowhere to go and all those who had turned around to retreat back were now getting slaughtered by the furious Zulala Shieza and the Murzaan soldiers! Raja Maniket realised that they were not only out numbered but had been cornered so badly that there was no hope left. He let out a scream, realising that it was the last battle he would ever be in and ordered, "my men! Let us fight pride and give it all!" And he dove into the battle taking Azael Aftaab head on! But his men couldn't match his zeal. Quila Kahan was right about the Kalaneel soldiers. They were indeed tired and had no might to perform at the battlefield and were being butchered by the Murzaan soldiers. And soon the war turned into horror as Princess Veera's eldest brother, Prince Rujaimal was stabbed and killed by Azael Aftaab's cousin brother, Saiffar Murzaan. Prince Pooran witnessed the site and in rage dove in to fight Saiffar Murzaan, but Quila Kahan who had Saiffar's back took him down as well. Within minutes, Princess Veera had lost two of her brothers! Azael Aftaab saw the killing and instructed them, "I want them alive. I want them to surrender." Raja Maniket heard this and started to take advantage as he struck Azael Aftaab. Azael Aftaab bantered ferociously in the battlefield, and striking Raja Maniket asked, "hope your sword is a sturdy one this time." Angered by this statement, Raja Maniket struck Azael Aftaab even harder, and clearly he had no intentions of capturing the Murzaan Emperor alive. Aftaab smirked and mocked him, "not bad for a king who knows well he cannot win this war. Should we even call it a battle? Will we fight for another day, Raja Maniket." Raja Maniket didn't bother to revert and kept striking Aftaab, but it was useless. Aftaab was swift and one of the strongest warriors and it seemed like an effort in vain for Raja Maniket, trying to get him. Aftaab huffed, "this is getting boring Raja Maniket. I thought I would get to see some new moves at the battlefield by the King of the Kalaneel Dynasty, but all you have are these age old ones." Azael Aftaab's taunts finally got the best of Raja Maniket as he witnessed his Chief of Kalaneel and of Chandraprava being slaughtered by Zulala and others, and he started to fight and push senselessly. His emotions started to get the best of him, when finally Aftaab had once again sliced his sword in half! Swordless, he stood there in the middle of the battlefield, when Aftaab gestured to all of his men to not harm him. Aftaab smiled and said, "I will spare your life, if you surrender right now." Raja Maniket realised that maybe it was his only way out of this war, that maybe it was the best he could do for his remaining men, when he finally gave up, kneeled in front of Aftaab and spoke, "Azael Aftaab Murzaan, I salute you." Azael Aftaab smirked and said, "finally!" But just then, like a psychotic man running loose in the battlefield, Zulala Shieza came running in on his horse, and without a thought, without a moment to waste, he beheaded Raja Maniket! "What have you done Zulala!" Aftaab screamed as he saw Raja Maniket's head leave his body and roll off on the ground. Suddenly, in a split second, it was all over. A Murzaan soldier blew the bugle one more time and announced the sheer defeat and death of the King of the Kalaneel Dynasty. The battle halted as Aftaab ordered, "send out our men to the Palace of Indira, and seize the palace and everyone there." Quila Kahan saluted Aftaab and cheered his undefeated Emperor, "Long Live the King! Long Live my Emperor!" All the soldiers, either Murzaan or Chandraprava or Kalaneel, now bowed down to Aftaab. The only one of ranks to survive the war from the Chandraprava Dynasty was Prince Vedan, who threw his sword away and surrendered on the spot. He was the youngest son of Raja Moti. Zulala ran after him when Aftaab himself stopped him and protected Prince Vedan. Aftaab glared at Zulala and shook him, "snap out of it you bloodthirsty monster! The war is over! The Prince has surrendered." Zulala finally broke out of his trance-like state with blood-shot eyes and took a deep breath. Aftaab was taken aback to see the sight of a man taken over by such rage. He patted Zulala on his back and spoke softly, "it's over, my brother. You did well, Zulala. You did well." Aftaab kept staring at Zulala and wondered if that was what it took to be a good warrior. He too sighed as he realised that the war was over in no time and the Murzaans, once again, had won another war!