[Meghnad's POV]
Shukracharya's words resonated within me as I sat cross-legged in the sand, closing my eyes once more to delve deeper into the truth of the Rudras' duality. The warm desert air pressed against my skin, yet there was an unmistakable chill emanating from the ground beneath me—the lingering essence of Bhairava's act, the weight of destruction and rebirth etched into the very fabric of this place.
The rhythmic pulse of the earth became my guide. I allowed my breath to synchronize with its steady beat, each inhale drawing in the chaotic energy of destruction, each exhale releasing it into a calming wave of renewal. The Rudras' presence was not distant—it was here, palpable and raw, waiting for me to embrace it.
