"Let me do it!"
Antaka was brimming with confidence.
He was clad in pitch-black armor, his cloak billowing behind him like flames, exuding an imposing aura. The blindfold in front of him fluttered provocatively, resembling a fervent banner.
"I haven't been without contact with Jyeshta!"
Antaka said confidently.
When he was King of Asura, he had once offered tributes to the goddess and had come to understand her temperament.
Whoosh!
Antaka strode forward to stand before these divine beings.
He shook his head slightly, sensing the presence of Jyeshta ahead of him. Instantly, he sensed a domain of calamity surrounding her, swirling like a wheel, ever-changing.
It was indeed her!
Antaka confirmed in his heart.
Dealing with Jyeshta, was that not simple?
He just needed to scare her a bit!
With that thought, Antaka slowly took a deep breath. He swayed as he stepped forward and spoke, "Goddess! Alakshmi!"
"Please leave, do not obstruct us!"
