In the two days that followed the Kolkata conclave, the Bengal Provincial Muslim League initiated a clandestine operation.
They dispatched a network of secret agents, skilled spies, and heavily armed personal guards into the region surrounding the village.
Their initial objective was to gather intelligence, to piece together the events that had led to the deaths of the Tehsildar and the miya.
The agents and spies, accustomed to navigating the intricate web of local politics and power struggles, began their investigations with a sense of grim determination.
They questioned villagers, interrogated travelers, and meticulously examined the scene of the miya's demise.
They sought to understand the sequence of events, to identify the individual responsible for disrupting the League's authority.
However, as they delved deeper into their investigation, a chilling realization began to dawn upon them.
The whispers and rumors they encountered, the fragmented accounts of the villagers, painted a picture of a force far beyond their comprehension.
They heard tales of impossible strength, of a man who could fell a tiger with a single blow, who could lift a half-ton beast and leap through the air.
They heard of a man who spoke with a chilling authority, who commanded fear even in the hearts of the wild animals.
The more they learned, the more their initial determination gave way to a creeping dread.
The accounts of Varun's actions, the sheer, raw power he displayed, were beyond anything they had ever encountered.
The thought of confronting such a being, of facing his wrath, filled them with a primal fear.
The heavily armed personal guards, hardened men accustomed to violence and intimidation, were equally shaken.
The stories they heard, the whispers of impossible feats, made their weapons feel insignificant, their training inadequate.
They looked at each other, their faces pale, their eyes wide with a shared, unspoken terror.
They were scared shitless, realizing that they were searching for something that was not a man, but a force of nature.
They concluded their investigations, compiling their findings into a detailed report.
With a palpable sense of relief, they closed their operations and returned to Kolkata, eager to deliver their unsettling findings to the League's leadership.
The information they carried was not just a report; it was a warning