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## Chapter Fifty-Seven
This great battle is filled with uncertainty. We are distressed, wondering what will become of this. ||14||
The fate of this moon among men, this beloved of our hearts, Lakshmana, is our fate. ||15||
Hearing their sweet words, Lakshmana raised his eyes and looked at them. ||16||
Seeing him, those noble maidens were filled with joy and exclaimed, "O Lord, may you be victorious in all ways! May your desires be fulfilled!" ||17||
Hearing the word "victory" from their lips, Lakshmana remembered the weapon named "Victory" and his face lit up. He felt fulfilled. ||18||
Then, with the great weapon "Victory," Lakshmana swiftly destroyed Ravana's "Obstacle-Destroyer" weapon. He was ready for battle. ||19||
Ravana, skilled in weaponry, wielded every weapon he could, but Lakshmana, master of the supreme weapons, cut them all down. ||20||
Then, Lakshmana's arrows, bearing the emblem of Garuda, the king of birds, filled all directions, like clouds covering the mountains. ||21||
Ravana, entering the knowledge of the multi-formed goddess Vidya, engaged in the play of battle. ||22||
Lakshmana's sharp arrows repeatedly severed Ravana's head, adorned with shining earrings, but it repeatedly grew back. ||23||
One head was severed, and two grew in its place. Two were severed, and they doubled in number. ||24||
Two arms were cut off, and four grew in their place. Four were cut off, and they doubled in number. ||25||
Ravana was surrounded by thousands of heads and countless arms, like a lotus surrounded by countless petals. ||26||
His arms, shaped like elephant trunks, adorned with armlets, and his head, filling the sky, became a cage of weapons and jewels. ||27||