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## Dwadashatitam Parva 393
**71.** Though he was the son of Mandodari, he was bound by the command of Narayana. Kantavigraha was placed in his chariot by Viradhit.
**72.** For a long time, the ten-headed one, filled with pride, taunted Vibhishana in the midst of the battle.
**73.** "If you consider yourself a true warrior, a fierce one who thrives in the heat of battle, then accept this single blow from me."
**74.** Having said this, he hurled a trident, its surface ablaze with sparks, which enveloped the sky. But Lakshmana, in the meantime, destroyed it with his arrows.
**75.** Seeing that extremely powerful weapon, the trident, reduced to ashes, Ravana, filled with even greater rage, took up a terrible Shakti.
**76.** As he looked ahead, he saw Lakshmana, standing there, radiant, dark as a young blue lotus, and resplendent like the Supreme Lord.
**77.** Seeing Lakshmana, Ravana, whose voice boomed like the gathering clouds of a deluge, spoke, as if striking him, saying:
**78.** "What right do you have to stand near me when I have raised my weapon to kill another?"
**79.** "Or, you foolish Lakshmana, if you desire death, then stand firm, you with your handsome form, and accept this blow from me."
**80.** Hearing this, Lakshmana, with great difficulty, pushed Vibhishana aside and rushed towards Ravana, who had been weary from fighting for a long time.
**81.** Then, Ravana, filled with the weight of anger, hurled a Shakti, from which a cluster of sparks flew like stars. This Shakti, whose aim was never in vain, and which was extremely powerful, shattered Lakshmana's chest, which was like the bank of a great mountain.
**82.** That radiant Shakti, which struck Lakshmana's chest, adorned with its beautiful form, resembled a woman clinging to her beloved with utmost love.
**83.** Lakshmana, pained by the force of the blow, fell to the ground, like a mountain struck by a thunderbolt.