Let Kumbhakaran show them their place.
That discipline will be tested much more before this has ended.
So that's the answer to the mystery.
You've been using a boon of invincibility on the battlefield.
I will do so without any boon or pooja that protects me.
Come, Lakshman. Let me repeat history with you.
Or you'll become history.
Lord Ram and Lakshman!
-Ahiravan has taken them. -Where?
Back to Patal Loka.
The blood flowing in my veins
springs from a legendary warrior, the greatest of his kind.
Tell me. Who is your father?
My father's name is...
Hanuman.
Is there any relationship
more complicated than that of father and son?
If only my father had kept me in Lanka,
perhaps I could have saved him from the vices
that started this war in the first place.
Saved his city from burning.
But if Lanka did not burn that day,
then I too would have suffered a great loss.
It's said the heat of the golden city burning was so intense
it could make even a god sweat.
But even a drop of the divine
is enough to change the universe.
To create life where there was none before.
Such power can never be hidden. Not from me.
And soon enough my people found it.
In Patal Loka, days can become months and years can become decades.
With such time, if patient and careful,
even a small thing can be nurtured into something unbreakable.
Such as the bond between me... and Hanuman's son.
Impossible!
Who are you?
I am Makardhwaj!
Son of Hanuman!
Hanuman has no son.
I should know.
Listen to me, whatever you believe, Ahiravan has lied to you.
Why would he lie about such a thing?
I'll ask him when I see him.
Now, stand aside, whoever you are.
And do not utter such lies about your father.
I am telling you the truth.
I am the son of Hanuman.
That should keep you out of my way for a while.
Enough time for me to find the ruler of Patal Loka.
Where is he?
Where? Right here, Hanuman.
I don't believe it!
What's wrong, Angad?
They've fled!
Got up in the middle of the night and crept off!
How many?
A handful. Six of them.
What difference does six make?
There's still plenty of us willing to fight.
What I mean is another six, Nil. There were ten the night before.
Every night since...
Ever since the princes vanished and Hanuman with them.
I've heard the complaints. Our people wonder...
what we're fighting for. We were meant to save the princess.
But if there is no Lord Ram, they ask, why do they struggle?
They don't understand what's at stake.
Yes. The answer is obvious.
Because evil must be fought wherever it is.
If not, then darkness will fall
across the world, one that'll last forever.
While all of us here understand that,
wise Jambavan, too many others have faith in the princes and Hanuman.
They are losing hope without them.
Have faith, my friends.
Hanuman has never failed us yet.
We must have faith.
I must admit, if I'd known you were coming,
I would have prepared a better welcome for you.
The welcome I received was more than enough.
Who is he? That creature?
Makardhwaj?
Can't you guess?
I thought the family resemblance was apparent.
He... is a monster.
Have you looked in the mirror lately?
Do you know the misery you caused when you burned down the golden city.
You are the monster that keeps Lanka's people up at night in fear.
Isn't that a monster?
Or some hero?
Your words mean nothing to me, Ahiravan.
Release the princes. Now.
Or what? What will you do?
Break my bones and crush me
like you have done to so many others?
Your father started all of this.
I will always stand against evil. Against your father and you.
How did you even get here, Hanuman?
The journey was long
and filled with challenges.
Long?
Yes, it may feel that way to one
as simple as you, Hanuman. But time works differently here.
Not even a day has passed in Lanka yet.
Days. Years. An eternity. Doesn't matter.
Nothing will ever keep me from being at Lord Ram's side.
-Where are the princes? -They are safe. For now.
They're to be sacrificed to my goddess
as soon as the auspicious moment arrives.
-And that moment is coming soon. -You dare to threaten them.
I dare to threaten everything!
All of you have underestimated me like my father has.
If you want the princes, then come and get them.
Only I stand in your way.
Fine. If I can't move you, I'll just go around you.
This is my kingdom, Hanuman.
Here I am powerful in ways you cannot imagine.
I am the mightiest.
As you are about to learn.
How... how are you doing this?
I am Patal Loka.
Please. Please spare me.
I've got so little meat on me. I'm sick.
Yes, sick! You'll get food poisoning.
See?
So sick!
He's right. There's not much meat on him.
Probably just bones under that armour.
Old bones have their own flavour.
You've got to vary your diet, try a bit of everything.
Boar, bear, celestial nymph, human.
But you know what tastes best?
Vaanar. Ever had one?
The tail tastes like candy.
Oh, what I'd give to have one here, right now!
As you wish.
Why don't you try taking a bite out of me?
Your tail is definitely mine!
That's good. All the more for me.
I'm going to roast you nice. Or maybe I'll just eat you raw.
Delicious!
How are you going to eat anything...
without any teeth?
Eat me, will you?
Try to cook me, will you?
That's enough.
-You're not going to kill him? -No. And neither are you.
My name is Hanuman.
I'm Harshasring.
Harsh, to my friends. You saved my life,
so I guess that makes you close enough.
Not many of your kind down here.
Not out of choice, I suppose?
You suppose right.
Another heroic fool on a quest.
Like all the rest.
Ahiravan will have you for his breakfast.
I've already been chewed up and spat out by him already.
But there has to be a way to beat him.
There isn't.
But if you're determined to get yourself killed,
you'll find Ahiravan that way.
It would be easier to find it if I had someone guiding me.
My life isn't worth much, but it's all I have.
I'm not going to throw it away.
You want to take on Ahiravan, go ahead. Leave me out of it.
What are you doing?
Harsh, how long have you been trapped here?
What does it matter? I'm stuck here and that's that.
Never thought about returning home?
I don't have a home.
At least away from Patal Loka then?
Why torment myself with impossible dreams?
I can help you.
How can I help you, my Lord?
Forgive me. Had I known you were coming,
-I would've made preparations. -I go where I please.
Forgive me, my Lord. I didn't mean--
You served my son well. Maintained this home for him.
Lord Indrajit, he... he meant everything to me.
And to me.
I never made the time to come here before.
To see his home. To eat at his table.
So much time I wasted.
Precious time with my family I can never get back.
So much left unsaid between us.
My Lord... he understood.
He worshipped you. He loved you.
Perhaps. Now I will honour his love
with hate against those who killed him.
His astras, bring them to me.
-Which ones, my Lord? -All of them.
There is something else. Something as powerful.
As powerful as the astras?
It took him nearly a thousand years to craft it.
A rare gift he was making for you,
-but never had a chance to give. -What was it?
A battle armour fit for a king.
Show me.
I can't believe you persuaded me to go along with this crazy idea.
I need your help, Harshasring.
Whatever Ahiravan has planned for the princes, he'll do it soon.
Every minute counts if I am going to free them.
How did you come to be here in the first place?
It's the only place that would take someone like me.
The only place for a coward.
A coward?
It was many years ago, and I was a different man then.
I was the captain of the royal guard.
Though my background was humble,
my skill with the sword made me a legend.
Under my watch,
our king could sleep in peace knowing his city was always defended.
And while our king had my loyalty and my sword,
there was another who had my heart. His daughter.
Yet, how could I be worthy of a princess?
A low-born warrior with no great family name,
no vast riches.
What life could I ever offer her?
There was only one thing I had to give. My courage.
The rakshas armies had become bolder. There were frequent raids.
But soon they all learned to fear my blade.
My king was a good man. He saw the love in my eyes
and didn't care for my background.
He pledged his only child to me.
But then a day came that my life was changed forever.
Another small attack on a merchant caravan.
My men and I stopped it easily as we had so many before.
I even remember how the old merchant was so grateful
he gave me a bracelet
and blessed me as his son.
That night our men stood guard as always, prepared for anything.
But something in me felt different.
An unease.
And then we saw them.
Dozens of demons coming at us from the shadows.
I could've killed all of them myself, let alone the finest warriors I had.
But that night...
I could feel only one thing. Overwhelmed by it. Drowning in it.
I felt only... fear!
I ran with a terror
I had never known before and I kept running...
as my own men screamed and cursed me a coward.
I failed them all when it mattered. My men.
My king... My princess...
So broken that I was,
is it any surprise I somehow ended up here?
Your story is indeed a sad one.
But perhaps
there's still hope you'll find something new
worth fighting for, a new purpose to your life.
Just as I've found mine.
Purpose? All I know now is fear.
Fear at the sight of my own shadow.
And shame for the coward I've become.
I've known many great warriors and we've all known fear.
But overcoming it and rising beyond our mistakes is what makes a hero.
When you meet Lord Ram,
you will find your strength again. I'm sure of it.
Do not depend too much on me, Hanuman.
I'll only fail you when it matters.
We can't fail. Too much is at stake.
Every second counts.
Without the princes back in Lanka, vaanars will face the terror
of Ravan alone.
In the vast tapestry of the cosmos,
I am the needle that weaves death and destruction.
These killers who have invaded Lanka dare to speak
about justice for the lives I've taken.
Yet, all loss is not equal.
Every cry of pain,
every scream of despair from the mouths in all the worlds, is but a whimper
compared to the storm of rage within me
for Indrajit's loss.
In the grand design, just as darkness is to light, I am destiny.
And for those who stole Indrajit from me,
I am now also retribution.
My son, hear my voice.
I need you.
This animal has wrought havoc across my kingdom.
He has wrecked the peace that I've brought
to Patal Loka. He will destroy it...
unless you stop him.
Unless you kill him.
Father,
I will protect you
and kill the beast.