Love-hungry eyes are blinded by the hope of romance, they are deceived, the fight is no longer seen as violence, but as the bloom of beauty. The terrible gallop of the chariots is like thunder in the rainy season, making them imagine that they can slip under a warm blanket, completely naked. Into the sky they see, and their eyes widen, the arrows released by Prabu Arjunasasrabahu and Sumantri change into beautiful grasshopper legs extending across the clouds. Prabu Arjunasasrabahu then releases the Nagaraja arrow, and Sumantri follows him with the Nagakusuma arrow. The two arrows fly in the sky, crawling into a pair of dragons, male and female, which then meet and make out behind the clouds. Like a pair of lovers at the peak of their romance, both of them soar into the sky, accompanied by the sound of women who are screaming upon seeing a pair of arrows open the sky's door, until the rain of angga flowers falls by changing colors with campaka flowers.
The angels in the sky can't help but want to know, who the hell have released the arrows that can force the sky to enable flower rain to fall? From the cracks of the clouds, the angels peek, and their feet are seen, bare on the kajar-kajar grass, glittering like pandan trunks. A rainbow of clouds encircles their waists, like gadung tendrils creeping for support.
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Underneath the angels see the flashes of two knights riding chariots whose horses are speeding. Ornamented with the heads and wings of eagles, their chariots circle like a pair of flying eagles snatching at each other. Upon seeing who are on the chariots, the angels squirm, just like the women who have been watching them. Why do two knights waste their good looks and destroy them with the fight? It is deeply regretted that good looks are staked, and one of them is lost.
Like those women, the angels also do not care about the war they are witnessing. They are all just imagining, why don’t the two knights encourage their chariots to fly, through the clouds, and approach those who are waiting behind the clouds? Witnessing the good looks of the two knights, the angels are suddenly seized with lust. They want to take off their wings, then move down to the earth, and feel the pleasure of lust. The angels feel that their lives are so lonely. And their dwelling in the high heavens is so desolate. They then throw away their lonely hearts, and sprinkle them into jasmine flowers. So, rain of jasmine flowers falls to the earth, scattering the battlefield with a fragrant smell.
This beauty seems to have no end, unless the eyes of those who see it are no longer deceived by lust, so that they think that Gandapurnama is not a battlefield, but a contest, where they can make out with handsome knights, who are now at the fight. And it is Sumantri who ends the blindness. He knows, if he wants, King Arjunasasrabahu can easily defeat him. However, he wonders why his opponent does not want to do that. Whenever the King of Maespati has the opportunity, he always restrains himself from bringing down Sumantri. And Sumantri can see, there is not the slightest sense of hostility emanating from his opponent's eyes. A friendly smile appears on his lips. Meanwhile, Sumantri considers him as an enemy, and the anger to defeat him always radiates from his face. Sumantri secretly endures shame, and he wonders why even in war he is given the opportunity to feel affection.
However, he soon forgets that feeling. Now he releases the heirloom of the Bujanggapasa arrow. The arrow shoots out into a giant dragon. The dragon flies through the clouds. In fact, this dragon is very scary and frightening. However, why does it appear from a distance as a curved rainbow that is beautiful and colorful? Prabu Arjunasasrabahu is fascinated by it. To his surprise, while drowning in his amazement, the giant dragon has already swooped down to bite him. Immediately he releases his Garudayaksa arrow. In an instant his arrow turns into a giant garuda (eagle). The garuda flies as fast as lightning, hitting the giant dragon, then clawing at it, until it disappears, along with the disappearance of the Bujanggapasa heirloom.
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The beautiful rainbow disappears in an instant, but the eyes, which look up into the sky, are not disappointed because now there is another beauty to replace it. Garudayaksa's wings flap wide, the colors of their feathers glow, and the sky is bright with very beautiful strands of light. The strands of light will continue to be there, as if forever. As all are amazed to see it, Sumantri is also absorbed in its beauty. However, he does not want to be complacent. He releases his kunta arrow weapon. The arrow then spreads into thousands of small arrows as small as thorns, which pierce Garudayaksa's body, until he collapses helplessly, and disappears somewhere. The sky then becomes silent, and full of thorns, which are originating from Sumantri's kunta weapon. Will the sky only give silence? Prabu Arjunasasrabahu does not want to be immersed in it, so he pulls out his gandewa (bow), and releases his Nagarupa arrow. This arrow shoots out, turning into a winged dragon. The dragon flaps, then flies quickly. Sumantri's arrow thorns are swallowed up in an instant.
Sumantri is almost at his wits’ ends. He releases his Bramastra heirloom again. In the sky the heirloom becomes a torrent of blazing fire, burning down the winged dragon that reigns in the sky. Now the sky has become a sea of fire. Red up there, even the clouds are rolling in clumps of blazing fire. However, only briefly the fire reigns. Prabu Arjunasasrabahu immediately extinguishes it, when he releases his Barunasastra arrow. The arrow immediately sends a flood of water, sweeping away the raging fire. The sky is flooded with water. The clouds roll into waves. Their sound roars like the waves of the ocean. The ocean is stuck in the sky, and a moment later, the doors of heaven open themselves, and the rain is pouring down, slowly giving coolness and peace. Is this really the end of a war?
This article was translated by Hyginus Hardoyo.
