Indra quickly grabbed Sura's hand and kicked him in his chest. Sura found himself on ground, blood started flowing out of his mouth. Sura was still surprised by Indra's strength, a guy he has never heard or met before.
Sura again blew his flute and flew away from Indra this time making sure to keep distance.
"First melody : Praying Mantis" Sura Chanted while blewing the flute.
A sharp wind blew towards Indra but this time he dodged it. Sura increased the intensity of the melody and a bunch of attacks flew towards Indra.
Sura was surprised to see Indra was successful in countering his attacks.
"I finally got a hang of it. This was a nice warm up after these many years." laughed Indra.
Indra was much faster , much sharper and much reactive than before. He leaped towards Sura trying to punch his face...But...
"Second Melody: Caged Butterfly" Sura Chanted softly.
Indra felt a sudden silence , he couldn't hear anything nor he could see anything. He stopped in a confused state.
This was the power of melody . Everything in this world creates sound , the things that seem silent also produce sound at atomic level by vibrating. Sura can control this sound and by changing the vibrations he can control his enemy's senses. By doing this he could make them believe something that is not even real. Right now he changed the vibration in his ears and eyes through his melody. He has full control over Indra.
"You are finished. I will allow you to have your last wish . No one has ever survived beyond this in a fight with me. I have full control over your senses" said Sura in a firm tone.
Sura was standing proudly having acclaimed his victory. But he moved...Indra moved...and in a blink of an eye ,Sura was punched in his guts by Indra .Sura fell on the ground and found it difficult to stand up again.
Sura asked in an annoyed voice ," Who...What are you?" It was hard for him to believe that a person who came from nowhere is strong enough not only to defeat his melody but he could feel pain by Indra's attacks which would not be possible for a normal human to do.
Indra raised his head and said, "I already told you I am Indra, you don't need to know anything else."
In fury Sura blew his flute....but....the flute...it was not in his hand...where did his flute go?
Indra was standing in front of him with his beautiful flute broken in two parts by Indra.
"Finally it is over now?" said Indra taking a deep long breath.
Indra was ready for a final blow as he moved towards Asura .
"First Melody: Praying Mantis" whispered Sura and a sharp wind blew towards Indra.
Indra was able to dodge half of the attack but other half of the wind , although not deep cut his forehead.His face was now covered in blood. He was confused...he broke the flute...then why?..
"Did you really thought my source of power is that flute? " said Sura in a calm tone.
Sura further explained "That flute was given to me to control the energy within me. The power our King gave me cannot be controlled by ordinary beings. The power is so great that you could unknowingly harm your comrades."
"I will show you how terrifying this power is." Sura said in a joyful tone removing his blindfold .He slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were bright greenish blue filled with innocence but as well as with fury at the same time as if all the human emotions are singing a song filled with sorrow and joy together.
"You cannot get a power like this without paying a heavy cost so I sacrificed my vision in return of this . Now whatever I see I feel it through the vibrations. How wonderful this is. I want to become one with the vibrations " said Sura enjoying the flow of energy in his body.
Sura bent a little, brought his hands close to the chest, joined his palms and fingers pointing the finger upwards.
Then he chanted taking a long breath
"Final Melody : ॐ [pronounced as OHM ] "
Indra could feel his energy getting drained. The temperature of his body was rising at a rapid pace. He could feel a warm and bright energy in the surrounding which was comforting in nature but eerie at the same time. It felt like he was on fire. He was loosing consciousness. His wound started bleeding at faster face. His nose also started bleeding. He could not stand anymore and now he was on his knees. He couldn't think straight.
"ॐ is the strongest vibration in this universe. This vibration lead to the creation of universe and all the living and non living entities in this world. It is said a person who has become one with this vibration will also become one with the god. You were strong so be happy you will die by the most pure and beautiful vibration of God" said Sura in a very calm and comforting tone.
The energy was too great, the surrounding started burning , the air heated up , the energy that was gathered around there now started to expand and created an explosion which covered the area around a radius of ten kilometres.
The river dried up, the flowers were burnt, the air was dry , the stairs and the castle were in debris. Everything was destroyed.
"Guess I will have to build it from beginning." sighed Sura tired with no energy in his body . He started walking towards his broken castle having difficulty to move with multiple torn muscles and burn marks all over his body.
The smoke cleared and to Sura's surprise a young man still standing there with half of his body covered in burn marks ,his clothes are still burning , the blood in his face has dried up and was looking fiercely towards Sura through his right eye. His hairs all messed up waving in the dry wind.
Now Sura felt something...it was....fear.
Before Sura could react , Indra covered the distance between them in a n instant and knocked him down on the ground. Sura has accepted his defeat , he had no strength left to attack or even react. He looked at the young Indra and still wonder who is he? He thought Indra seemed no difference from a normal human but still so unique. What does he have?..is it only the power he has..or does he has any special technique...no right now he has 'Something ' he yearned for, a long time ago...it was the will to Not Give Up...the will to Stand With Courage in front of enemy...the Boldness to go against the enemy who is much more powerful than you....Indra reminded him of his little sisterMadhura.....