-Who are you? -Son of Hanuman.
Where? Right here, Hanuman.
As you are about to learn.
How... how are you doing this?
I am Patal Loka.
They don't understand what's at stake.
The answer is obvious.
What was it?
A battle armour fit for a king.
Unless you kill him.
I will kill the beast.
Ages ago, Ahiravan was banished
for his use of dark forbidden powers.
Anyone else, and I would have killed where they stood.
But my blood still flows in his veins.
So instead, I cast him out.
The universe is divided into fourteen sections.
Seven, including our world that exists above,
and another seven realms that lie below.
Patal Loka is at the very bottom.
Ahiravan corrupts everything he touches.
I wanted him as far from the glory of Lanka as possible.
Patal Loka was once a mysterious and beautiful realm.
A place of wonders but also dangers.
There I was sure his pampered and spoiled ways
would be tempered. He would be transformed.
He would learn suffering.
He would learn to struggle.
But I was wrong.
Instead of Patal Loka changing him,
he changed it.
How he survived,
I do not know.
But survive he did.
Not just survive, but prosper.
And not just prosper, but rule.
He is, after all, still my son.
Hanuman is so much more than a vaanar.
Father underestimated him at great cost.
I must make sure I do not do the same.
But he was a fool
to trust the coward, Harshasring.
Coward no more. He has found his courage again.
After all these years, Hanuman has inspired him back to bravery.
No, Harsha is our creature. It's time we used him.
Harsha must be reminded of what he really is.
A snivelling coward who betrayed and abandoned all who were dear to him.
That he is an exile because he chose to be.
It does not please me that he has found courage.
I want you to follow them.
Convince Harsha to take Hanuman to the Orchard of Fangs.
Let us give Hanuman what he craves.
Yes, master.
You need rest, Harshasring.
I'm fine. We should get going.
You need your strength for what awaits us.
Maintain the fire. I'll find us some fruits.
We'll rest here for a few hours.
Some food would be nice.
Now tell me why I shouldn't cut off your head right now.
Would you kill the messenger?
I thought you were trying to lead an honourable life once more.
What does a demon know of honour?
Go back to your master.
He has nothing to say that I wish to hear.
I think you do, very much so. He has an offer for you.
Isn't that intriguing? That the master of this realm would wish to bargain
with one so lowly, so despised as yourself?
Ahiravan's noticed you, small that you are.
The attention of a king is a noteworthy event.
Ahiravan is a king of lies. Nothing more.
If he is a king of lies, then you are surely a prince.
Pretending to be brave,
when we all know what you really are.
A coward!
Afraid of someone even as small as me.
Leave. Go away.
What would Hanuman think if he knew how weak you really are?
Poor Harsha.
The princess loved you more than you believed she ever could.
How you ran when your people needed you.
But you weren't strong enough to protect her.
Just leave me alone.
Yet, my master is willing to be generous.
Serve him in all ways,
and he'll return your true love to you.
What... what did you say?
It's true.
The princess is alive.
The rakshasas that took the city that night kept her as a servant.
The king...
Well, that's another story.
But as for her...
Alive? Does she still live?
How do you know this?
Foolish Harsha!
Our master is a rakshas prince. He knows all.
She...
She'd hate me for what I have done.
Hate me for who I've become.
No, Harsha. She won't even remember.
None of them will.
Ahiravan's power will see to that.
He will give you both the kingdom and your love.
Your life will once again be filled with joy.
No... No. It can't be.
Listen to me, Harsha.
All can be as it was before. Who knows? With her beside you,
you may even find your strength again.
What... what must I do?
Lead him astray.
I must rest again.
We have travelled far in a short time.
I am grateful for your help.
We are almost there.
By night, we shall be at Ahiravan's palace.
Then my quest is almost over,
thanks to you.
We will soon be home.
Something to eat?
Those fruits are one of the few things edible here.
A snake?
What is happening?
I... I can't move my body.
Poison?
Harshasring, help me...
The princes.
I must save the…
You have done well.
I am a wretch.
Yes, but a valuable one.
Our master waits to reward you.
Soon you will have the princess
and your kingdom again.
And what of Hanuman? Will you kill him?
Hanuman is the son of a god.
No, better he die by another creature.
Time for us to go. I cannot bear to see so much bloodshed.
Ha... Harsha... remember who you... are.
She'll deal with the monkey. The great snake likes to take her time.
Come now, your princess awaits.
Today marks a new beginning for you.
And the end of Hanuman.
I could savour this forever. Their suffering.
Their pain.
My rage has no bounds.
Though poets wrap their tales in the false gold of glory and honour
and replace the screams
with the sound of conches, this is the truth of war.
They have slain my brother.
My sons. Taken all that was precious to me.
Robbed me of my future. My legacy.
So I shall take everything from them.
I'll annihilate the vaanars from Earth unless Ram shows himself to me.
They put their faith in a false prince.
A coward and his brother
who have fled.
The vaanars thought their hero would save them.
That their cause was just. But now they learn a harsh lesson.
Victory does not come to the just.
Victory comes to the cruellest.
Where is Ram?
Your true love awaits!
But how can she forgive me? For what I did?
What do you speak of?
Strange. Very strange.
An eagle feather. Here?
Where did this come from?
Why do you dally? Don't you want your reward?
With Hanuman gone,
nothing can stop my master's pooja.
It will happen tomorrow.
Then master will rule for countless generations.
The universe will be as it is here in Patal Loka.
Hope will be extinguished! We enter the glorious age of Ahiravan.
Harsha, all thanks to you!
Me? But I'm nobody.
Your name will be remembered forever!
My name will be cursed forever.
Hanuman is a noble hero. He reminds me of the man I used to be.
All of this... is wrong.
What's all this, Harsha? Are you growing a spine?
Do you need to be reminded of the coward you are?
Stop, demon. For the first time in a long while,
I feel like myself again.
I will not abandon Hanuman.
And I will not be frightened by a fool such as you.
Fool?
Who is the real fool, Harsha?
Did you really believe a kind old man gave you that for being a hero?
That was Ahiravan himself, you idiot!
Looks like my master's bracelet is losing its hold on you.
The terror I felt that day...
All of it.
It was Ahiravan all along?
He needed the "great warrior" gone
so his rakshasas could finally take your unconquerable city.
It was a gift to Ravan to prove his worth.
So you see, Harsha, you are my master's puppet.
You are his fool!
And he'll make you his puppet again.
Never again!
I will find a way to get back home.
To help my princess. my kingdom.
But first, I must help Hanuman.
Hanuman! Wake up, Hanuman!
Wake up, Hanuman!
Hanuman! There are too many. Wake up!
Wake up!
This nightmare ends now!
Careful!
I knew you would come back.
I betrayed you, Hanuman. I don't deserve your kindness.
Your fear betrayed you.
Your courage returned when needed, Harsha.
Why don't you despise me?
Ram taught me
to see the truth in people and not let
anger and hatred cloud my judgement,
to think with a clear mind and act with love and compassion.
I knew something was not right.
Your fear was unnatural for a warrior so skilled.
I knew you would not abandon me when the time came.
You just needed to find yourself again.
You gave me the light to find myself
out from the darkness again, Hanuman.
I can never thank you enough.
But I spoke the truth when I said
Ahiravan's palace is near. Let's go quickly.
I have a home to return to and kingdom to save.
Time to end the reign of this Demon King once and for all.
The master must hear of this.
Soon my Goddess,
I will honour you as no other devotee has done before.
I've worshipped you loyally for years. Sacrificing so many to you,
all in exchange for your great blessings,
for these gifts of power you have given me.
Soon. Very soon.
When the auspicious time is near,
I will give you the greatest gift of all.
The immortal souls of these princes.
And you will grant me more power than the gods themselves.
Then I shall see my father again.
For one last time.