Chapter 25: The Fall of Kurukshetra

The war continued for days.

The Pandavas and their allies fought fiercely—but they were losing ground.

Even Arjuna's celestial weapons struggled against the new shadow-forged armies of Kali.

Bhima, bloodied but unbroken, smashed three demonic war machines into dust—only for ten more to take their place.

The modern soldiers, now fighting alongside the Pandavas, were desperate.

"Sir! We need air support!" Lt. Sarah Vaughn yelled into her broken radio.

Nothing.

No response.

The entire modern world had gone silent.

They were on their own.

And then—

🚨 DISASTER STRUCK. 🚨

Kali himself descended onto the battlefield.

His form shifted constantly—a nightmare of swirling darkness, fire, and destruction.

He laughed, his voice shaking the heavens.

"Fools! You thought this war was yours to win?"

And then—

He reached toward Krishna.

The battlefield froze.

The wind stopped.

Time itself shuddered.

And for the first time in eternity… Krishna felt fear.

🔥💀 TO BE CONTINUED… 💀🔥