Saying this, Aryavardhana took off his tunic and turban from his chest and took hold of the muzzle of the sword in his right hand. Megha carefully observed Aryavardhan. The mark of Srivatsa in the middle of his chest, a golden kundal in his ear and a long incision found on his left shoulder in some war, the mark of an arrow in the upper part of his right hand and stomach were as beautiful as jewellery.
Seeing this, Megha laughed and said, "Bharatraj, as you wish. "Then Megha also took off her armour and jewellery. Now Megha's body was dressed as a normal woman and had a shiny, sharp sword in her hand. Seeing this, Aryavardhan once closed his eyes and opened them.
The dishevelled long hair, the fire in the eyes, the twisted curves of the body, and the glow on the face enhanced Megha's beauty. Aryavardhan lost consciousness in his beauty for a moment, but he immediately fixed his eyes on the warp of his sword.
Megha understood that seeing her, such a situation had happened to Aryavardhan. So he smiled again and said, "Your Majesty, this is the stadium. And so you survived. You can't survive on the battlefield. "Saying this, Megha quickly moved towards Aryavardhan, holding on to Talwar's fist.
Aryavardhan was cautious, so instead of resisting, he stopped Megha's attack by standing in his place. Seeing this agility of Megha Aryavardhan got excited. He immediately began striking Aryavardhan's shoulders, arms, chest and face, but all his attacks were unsuccessful. After a few moments, Megha got tired as she had spent all her energy while attacking Aryavardhan.
While Aryavardhan was still brandishing his sword with the same enthusiasm as before, Megha once again attacked Aryavardhan's right hand with all her strength. However, Aryavardhan swiftly moved from his position, taking a leap to strike Megha's sword with great speed, resulting in two distinct cuts on her weapon.
Megha was taken aback by this display of skill. She was surrounded by many kings who were also watching the fight, but none dared to intervene. Rajvardhan observed the scene from the window of his room, smiling to himself as he thought, "Princess Megha, you have not yet come to understand the true power of Aryavardhan."
Due to her intense effort, beads of sweat had formed on Megha's forehead. Noticing this, Aryavardhan suggested, "I think we should find a place where we can have some solitude." Megha carefully placed the damaged pieces of her sword near her shield and nodded in agreement.
As soon as Megha consented, Aryavardhan raised his sword toward the sky, where the sun was positioned high above. The blade gleamed in the light. He then sheathed his sword. Observing his unusual behaviour, Megha questioned him, "Maharaj, what have you done now?"
Aryavardhan adjusted his clothing and replied, "That will be revealed in just a moment." As he finished speaking, the sound of a horse's whinny echoed from the sky. Megha and Aryavardhan looked up to see a magnificent white horse, its wings as large as those of an eagle, descending toward them.
The horse landed gracefully, and Aryavardhan reached out to stroke its mane. Then, he took a piece of fruit from his waistband and offered it to the horse, which seemed to enjoy the taste with an approving grin.
