[Meghnad's POV]
The ethereal blade shimmered, its edges flickering between solidity and energy, as if caught between realms. The air around it crackled with raw power, and I felt a surge of heat radiate outward, brushing against my skin. The energy was almost unbearable, a chaotic symphony of destruction and rebirth that pulsed in time with the rhythm of the universe.
For a moment, I hesitated. The Rudrastra was no ordinary weapon—it was a force of cosmic balance, capable of unraveling existence as easily as it could restore it. The sheer magnitude of its presence tested the limits of my resolve, and I understood why Guru Shukracharya had stressed the importance of balance and intention.
