Rama ordered the ten vanaras viz both the sons of Sushena, Nila, the chief of vanaras, Angada the son of Vali, the strong Sharabha, Dvivida, Hanuman, the very strong Sanuprastha, Rishabha and Rishabha-skandha, who fortunately were able to realize what they were seeing was not actual and came out of the trance, to search for the whereabouts of Indrajit.
All of them, thrilled with enthusiasm, flung into the air brandishing huge trunks of trees and started to explore the ten regions. Indrajit, who was skilled in the use of magic, arrested the impetuous outbreak of the vanaras by his magical arrows. Those vanaras, whose bodies were cruelly pierced by the shafts of those arrows, were unable to see Indrajit in the darkness.
Indrajit, feeling victorious in the battle, transfixed Rama and Lakshmana by his magical powers making highly venomous serpents as his arrows that lacerated their flesh in a great measure. The bodies of both those warriors, Rama and Lakshmana were densely transfixed with serpentine arrows by the enraged Indrajit. Blood flowed from the wounds of both Rama and Lakshmana and both of them shone like Kimshuka trees in flowering.
Indrajit, feeling predominant shouted at the two brothers "When I enter into combat, making myself invisible, even Indra will not able to see or approach me. Hi! guys! Having imprisoned you in this net work of arrows furnished with heron's feathers, I, yielding myself up to the violence of my wrath, am about to dispatch you to the region of Yama the Lord of Death." And simultaneously, Indrajit pierced them with more such arrows and shouted exultantly. Indrajit, who was as black as a heap of shattered collyrium, stretching his immense bow, discharged more dreadful serpents as arrows again.
Indrajit, who was aware of their vital parts, set up a continual shouting, digging sharp arrows into the vital parts of Rama and Lakshmana. Those two princes, in the forefront of battle, bounded by that net work of arrows(actually serpents) in the twinkling of an eye, became incapable of even looking up.
Pierced in their vital parts, exhausted, and covered all over with heads of arrows, those two mighty and courageous archers fell on to the earth, shaking violently like a pair of flag-staffs in honour of Indra.
Rama and Lakshmana, lying on that heroes' bed of arrows, bathed in blood, all their limbs with bristling arrows and extremely injured and distressed. There was not a square centimeter space on their bodies from the tips of their fingers to the end of their feet that was not lacerated, implanted and pierced by those arrows. Struck down by that ferocious raksash, who was able to change his shape at will, the hot blood gushed forth from both Rama and Lashmana, as water from a spring. Rama fell first, his vital parts pierced by arrows of the wrathful Indrajit, who had formerly vanquished Indra.
Rama and Lakshmana, lying on that heroes' bed of arrows, bathed in blood, all their limbs with bristling arrows and extremely injured and distressed. There was not a square centimeter space on their bodies from the tips of their fingers to the end of their feet that was not lacerated, implanted and pierced by those arrows. Struck down by that ferocious raksash, who was able to change his shape at will, the hot blood gushed forth from both Rama and Lashmana, as water from a spring. Rama fell first, his vital parts pierced by arrows of the wrathful Indrajit, who had formerly vanquished Indra.
Indrajit continued his attack on Rama relentlessly. Dropping his bow, bent at three places, adorned with gold, with its string loosened away and detached from the hold of his fist, Rama lied down on the battle-ground.
Seeing Rama fallen, Lakshmana became careless about his own life. Seeing his elder brother Rama, with his eyes resembling lotus-leaves, having fallen on the ground, wounded as he was by a net work of arrows, Lakshmana felt sad. And he, too fell down by an arrow of Indrajit.
Beholding Rama lying on the ground, the vanaras were grieved and wept terribly. Hanuman and the other vanaras stood surrounding Rama and Lakshmana, who was bound by a net work of arrows and lying down on the battle ground. They were disturbed and afflicted with intolerable sorrow.
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