Nitya felt suffocated by the weight of her impossible mission, her heart constricted by desperation. As the darkness seemed to closing in around her, she shut her eyes, seeking refuge in the stillness. With a whispered plea, she reached out to the one being she knew could save her: "Maa!" a word escaped her mouth. "Mahakali," she implored, her voice barely audible, "help me. Grant me the strength to carry on."As Nitya's plea hung in the air, a warm, golden light enveloped her, and Mahakali's resplendent form materialized before her. This time, the goddess didn't appear as just a shadowy