Kama truly possesses the strength to win!
Thinking so, the Devas' eyes lit up, and their bright gazes all converged on the God wearing the Flower Armor.
A slight smile crept across Kama's lips.
With one hand he held the Cane Bow, an air of confidence with a proud smile on his handsome face.
Stomp!!!
He stood before the drawn golden line.
In the next instant, Indra raised his arm, his fingers rapidly tapping in the void, with golden light points igniting and bursting forth in the emptiness.
Stars illuminated.
Yet in the center was a pitch-black void, dividing the shining golden stars in two.
"Shoot your arrows!"
"Whoever clears their half of the stars first wins!"
Indra declared.
As the words fell, his raised right arm swiftly descended, and a clangorous sound resonated.
"Begin!"
Begin! Begin! Begin!
Indra's voice echoed instantly.
At this moment, both God of Love Kamadeva and Asura, holding their bows and arrows, drew their bows and immediately shot out the arrows.
