- Hail Shri Rama! - Hail Shri Rama!
Please be alert!
Rama was right.
Rakshasas have infiltrated.
They must be coming from that direction.
- I'll go there and check. - All right, Neela.
Go ahead and check.
[dramatic music playing]
Come with me.
[earth shuddering]
It seems to indicate some untoward.
Neela, it could be some deception!
Protect yourself!
- [mountain exploding] - [demons charging]
[dramatic music playing]
Attack!
[demons charging]
[theme song playing]
'Son! Meghanada!'
Indrajit.
[tense music plays]
Neela, back off!
Neela, please come back right away!
[Neela groaning]
Neela!
[sweeping music playing]
[horses whinnying]
We can't confront them.
We must inform Shri Rama.
Lakshmana, please go.
No, my friend.
I can't leave my wounded friend on the battlefield.
My friend, don't worry about me.
We are Shri Rama's Rudras.
He will
protect us.
Neela, I understand your emotions,
but I can't overlook my duty.
Come with me. Get up.
[sweeping music playing]
Follow them!
Rama!
You were right!
It was a trap! Prahasta attacked us!
[thunder cracking]
[explosion]
[conch-shell playing]
[intense music plays]
Neela!
Neela, my dear brother!
My brother, wake up!
Wake up! Wake up, Neela!
Lord, what happened to Neela?
[dramatic music playing]
[clanking]
I have never seen such a shield.
A wall of arrows is hindering our deceptive attacks,
and it isn't developing a single crack.
[clanking]
He is alive.
He is still breathing.
- Let's... - No, my friend.
No.
[dramatic music playing]
Neela, you are the symbol of the valour of our vanaras.
You can't give in so easily.
[dramatic music playing]
'Prove to me that you are the same powerful Prahasta'
'who fought thousands of wars'
'alongside me!'
Warriors, there's no shield in the world
which can't be broken by our power!
Our target is beyond this shield!
They are the enemies of Lankesh!
They are our prey!
Use all your force
and break it open!
Impossible!
How could a lowly human
make an impenetrable shield of arrows?
[clanking]
[conch-shell playing]
Wake up, Neela.
Open your eyes.
Your Rama needs you.
Neela, the willpower of righteous people
can heal even deep wounds.
Wake up, my warrior vanara.
Wake up.
Uncle Sugriva!
[melancholic music playing]
- Lord. - How are you, Neela?
If somebody's head rests in your lap,
their body lies at your feet,
breathing near you,
they will experience heaven, Lord.
[mellow music playing]
[song playing]
Neela, I hope you aren't in much pain.
Lord, your touch
has removed all my pain.
I feel
completely healthy and energetic.
I regret just one thing.
I repent
not fulfilling your expectations, Lord.
I couldn't defeat the enemy in the war.
Lord, please forgive me.
Please forgive me.
Neela, the ones
who wounded you will ask for forgiveness, not you.
[dramatic music playing]
I, Lord Shri Rama's messenger,
will slay the enemy that attacked us from the rear.
I, Mother Sita's son,
will cause a commotion on the battlefield.
No, Hanuman.
It's not needed.
One needs to struggle in life as well as on the battlefield
all alone.
If Neela was attacked,
only he has the right to fight back.
Lord,
Neela is seriously injured.
Though he is wounded, his valour
and ability are undeterred.
If he is determined,
his body will surely cooperate.
Neela, trust your strength.
Get up and finish the unfinished battle.
Neela, you don't need support.
Neither my support
nor Hanuman's.
Achieve your target.
Yes, Neela. Get up.
Your devotion to Lord Shri Rama will empower you
to overcome this challenging moment.
[devotional music playing]
Neela, please be mindful!
We always settle the score!
You must avenge
the wounds they gave you!
May you become victorious, Neela!
[motivational song playing]
Here you are, Neela.
[conch-shell playing]
As you say, Shri Rama.
[sweeping music playing]
Hail Shri Rama!
[motivational song playing]
[arrows swishing]
Prahasta, what are you staring at?
It's not just a mace,
but the blessings and encouragement of my Rama.
[suspenseful music playing]
[motivational song playing]
Hail Shri Rama!
[grunting]
[motivational song playing]
[motivational song continues playing]
Hail Shri Rama!
If somebody's touch
makes a wounded vanara vengeful,
that person must surely be Narayana.
[groaning]
Son!
Hail Mahadeva.
My son.
My son!
My son recovered!
He regained consciousness.
What's happening on the battlefield?
I killed both
the brothers...
Son, please don't worry
and rest.
Recover as soon as possible.
Let your father
worry about the battle.
What?
It means
the battle is still going on.
Didn't the two brothers die yet?
I'll go right away
and kill both of them!
[Meghanada groaning]
[Meghanada screaming]
[song playing]
I have understood
that Devi Mandodari is right.
You aren't a human
but Narayana Himself.
You are the avatar of Lord Vishnu.
My only regret is that
I realised it too late.
Please forgive
my sins.
Please grant me
a superior birth,
a good life,
and a noble lineage in my next life, Shri Rama!
Please keep me away from sins.
The next life is the result of your karma in the past life.
Prahasta, you'll have to reap the results of your karma in this life.
However, I hope that the lessons you learned in this life
will make you righteous and virtuous in your next life.
Shri Rama!
[conch-shell playing]
- [conch-shell playing] - [song playing]
Sita, why are you
looking at the moon with a worried expression?
Trijata, the moon is waning.
Kartik Amavasya is approaching.
We must reach Ayodhya
before that.
Trijata, our 14-year exile
is about to end.
Lankesh is immensely powerful
and owns exceptional resources.
He can never lose.
If Lankesh wishes, he can continue fighting this war
for eternity.
Shri Rama may try his best
but he can't defeat Lankesh so soon.
How will all of you
reach Ayodhya before Amavasya?
Rama,
we are losing time.
We must reach Ayodhya before Kartik Amavasya
at any cost.
Rama, it's time to destroy that evil Ravana
and his sinful Lanka!
[dramatic music playing]