Light from the fire burning afar mingled with the moonlight in Kurukshetra to create a terrible twilight. Scattered corpses … broken chariots … sporadic death cries … prowling scavengers … the battlefield stretched endlessly. The victorious Pndava camps burst into deafening cheers amidst burning funeral pyres. The Great War was finally over. But soon enough, when everyone learns the truth about the hated enemy, Karna, that towering ...
