Shon could not believe his eyes. The one who was the sun in his life, the one for whom he would battle gods and asuras at a moments notice, was right in front of him. His Brother!
"Bhrata...?"
The killing aura immediately retracted. Karna turned back and gave a smile to Shon.
"How are you little brother?"
The Pandavas and Kauravs looked at their little reunion with wonder.
"Oh right, mother and father is at home. Go there, they would want to meet you."
"Yes brother, but I'm not going alone. I will be with you. What if they..."
"You think these kids are strong enough to harm your brother? Go."
"No Bhrata. I'm sorry, but I will be here waiting for you to finish up."
Karna sighed. His brother truly was just as he remembered, ever since he was a kid, a headstrong boy.
"Fine."
"Who are you? And how did you stop my Brahmastra?"
Once again the killing aura arose.
"You dare talk after what you have done! You ignorant parasite!"
Arjun was taken aback by Karna's words. This was the first time such condescending words were spoken to him. Before he could respond, Bheem started speaking.
"Dirty blood. You must be the child of a slave and a whore. How dare you stand among those of Royal Blood!"
With a blur, Karna's figure dissappeared. He reappeared infront of Bheem. Before he could respond, utilising his astha-ratni body, he lifted Bheem by his throat and lifted him up.
"Say that again! I dare you! You dare to curse my mother? Tell me, why should I not Split your skull like the many Rakhshashas I have killed for so long?"
Drona's ice chilling words came next.
"So you are this dirty Shudra's brother huh. So you are also one. Huh, trash, son of dirty slaves. Not even introducing himself."
"Stop your words brfore I remove your very existence from this world, Drona! You want my identity! Fine!"
Karna started to use his kundalini shakti to float, as the sun shined with a brilliance and ferocity, that was hardly restrained. Throwing Bheem on the ground, unconscious by the full brunt of his killing aura, he started to speak.
"I am Karna, Vasusen Karna!
I am the son of an abhagi maa, who to hide my birth had to flow me in the Ganga!
I am the son of Adirath Sarati and Radha Maa.
I am the Shisya of Vaishnav-ansh and Shiv-shishya, Bharghav Parashuram!
I am the one who learned kala from Mata Renuka, Mother of Bharghav Parashuram, ardhangini of Rishi Jamadagni!
I am the brother of Vishwamitra Shishya Shon!
I am the son and ansh of Bhagwan Sooryanarayaan!
I am Suryaputra Atirathi Radheya Vasusen Karna!"
All eyes were on him. It was as if the sun himself was roaring in support, daring anyone to refute his words. Yet no one could see the sobbing wide eyed figure of Rani Kunti, her eyes devoid of hurt, after a long long time.