[Meghnad's POV]
"...Agni devasya namah," Shukracharya intoned, his voice rising in resonance as the energy in the sanctum shifted. I saw fire appear out of nowhere floating in the hand of Gurudev. It wasn't an ordinary flame; its radiance was otherworldly, a perfect amalgamation of vibrant red and gold hues, flickering with an intensity that seemed to pierce through my very soul. The warmth it exuded was not searing, but enveloping, like a mother's embrace—comforting and awe-inspiring at once.
"This is the essence of Agni," Shukracharya spoke, his voice steady despite the power emanating from the flame. "It is not merely fire, Meghnad. It is the harbinger of creation and destruction. Agni embodies transformation—fueling life while consuming it. You must understand its duality before you even attempt to invoke its Astra."
