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In the city of Adityagati, ruled by the Vidhyadhar king, lived a cat named Saradhar, with sharp, crooked claws and eyes like the setting sun. He was a cruel and wicked creature, driven by his insatiable hunger.
One day, a pair of doves, drawn by fate, wandered into the city limits. The male dove, Hiranyavarma, was as beautiful as the god of love, while his mate, Shashiprabha, was a vision of grace. They were lost in their love, oblivious to the danger lurking nearby.
Saradhar, the cat, saw them and his eyes gleamed with malice. He pounced on the dove, seizing it in his jaws. The dove struggled in vain, its cries echoing through the city. Shashiprabha, witnessing her mate's capture, was filled with rage and despair.
She flew to the top of a nearby wall, her heart heavy with grief. She watched as Saradhar devoured her beloved, his sharp teeth tearing through the dove's flesh.
Shashiprabha, consumed by her sorrow, cursed the cat and vowed revenge. She flew away, her wings heavy with grief, and sought solace in the wilderness.
Meanwhile, in the city of Adityagati, a Vidhyadhar named Vayurath, who had been born in the Gauri country and the city of Bhogapur, was known for his strength and prowess. He was the husband of a beautiful Vidhyadhari named Swayamprabha.
Vayurath, hearing of the dove's fate, was filled with anger. He vowed to avenge the dove's death and punish the wicked cat. He mounted his chariot and set off for Adityagati, his heart burning with righteous fury.
As he approached the city, he saw Shashiprabha, the dove's mate, perched on a tree. She was mourning her loss, her eyes filled with tears. Vayurath, seeing her grief, was moved with compassion. He landed his chariot and approached her.
Shashiprabha, seeing Vayurath, told him of her husband's death and the cat's cruelty. Vayurath, hearing her story, was filled with rage. He vowed to avenge the dove's death and punish the cat.
He then flew to the city of Adityagati and confronted Saradhar. A fierce battle ensued, the two warriors clashing with their weapons. Vayurath, fueled by his righteous anger, fought with great strength and skill.
In the end, Vayurath defeated Saradhar, killing the wicked cat. He then returned to Shashiprabha and offered her his condolences. He told her that he would avenge her husband's death and ensure that justice was served.
Shashiprabha, grateful for Vayurath's help, accepted his offer. She then flew back to her home, her heart filled with hope and gratitude.
Vayurath, having avenged the dove's death, returned to his city, his heart filled with satisfaction. He had done what was right and ensured that justice had been served.