"Uma, calm down!"
Shiva said softly.
He held the Trishula steady beside him, a peacock-tail feather-like blue glow flashing in his right hand.
The Damru drum appeared in his hand.
Dum dum dum dum dum...
A series of Damru drums echoed around, resisting the ghostly sharp screams.
The auspicious sound of the Damru drum continuously rang out, warding off the ghostly howls of Kali.
Antaka landed on the Trishula.
His expression was one of panic as he shrank his neck, feeling uneasy.
"At this time he actually didn't shake the Trishula, but took the Damru drum down from the Trishula. Couldn't be that he finds me affecting the shaking of the drum!"
Antaka complained inwardly.
Roar!!!
Kali opened her huge mouth, her crimson tongue lashing out, and her roar came again.
"Why block me!"
"Could it be he injured Kashigyakya!"
But Kali was not soothed by the sound of the Damru drum.
