Simha stood forth, declaring, “I am Simha, come to avenge my father.” Kaliya, hearing these words, was roused to even greater strength. He blocked the gateway, intent on binding his foes. The Kshatriyas, drawing their swords, clashed fiercely, striking at one another. In the chaos, they abandoned their father and fled, but only as far as the banks of the Narmada, where they made their camps. On the river’s edge, they built a strong bridge, spanning the length of a nala. Meanwhile, Balakhan, leading his forces, laid siege to the entire city and brought down the lofty mansions of Mahishmati. The people, along with their families and precious possessions, were caught in the turmoil. Kaliya took his stand atop Gajanika, his mighty elephant named Panchashabda. His younger brother Suryavarma arrived, commanding three hundred thousand horses. Rankana and Vankana, leading four hundred thousand infantry, brought forth the southern village troops, advancing resolutely. When both armies met, a great battle was at hand. In the third watch of the night, the warriors’ blood flowed swiftly, forming a river. Balakhani, immeasurable in spirit, strode forth with sword in hand. The god, bearing a spear, stood upon a chariot drawn by his desires. Āhlāda, wielding a mace, struck the enemy troops, while Tālano, sword in hand, advanced toward Māhiṣmatī to slay. A great fear arose among the mighty forces as the battle raged. Seeing his own army breaking, Kaliya confronted Balakhani. The mare, sensing her master’s distress, reacted with understanding. When the valiant Kaliya fell, even the great elephant Panchashabda was shaken. When five heroes lay unconscious, Rūpaṇa, terrified, was seized by fear. The grieving queen swiftly mounted her palanquin. She addressed the king of elephants, saying, “O king of elephants, salutations to you, mighty one given by Indra.” Hearing her, the celestial elephant, skilled in divine magic, responded. When addressed thus, the powerful portion of Krishna manifested. With a gentle touch, Karāla, accompanied by Balakhani, raised the fallen. He smiled kindly at Rūpaṇa and bound the unconscious Kaliya with strong shackles. Suryavarma, learning that his kinsman Kaliya was bound, prepared to act. As he approached, the warriors, intoxicated by battle, confronted him. When their weapons were blunted, they were astonished. The weapons of Suryavarma wounded, pained, and filled the heroes with fear. For a few more days, the great battle continued. Bewildered by the hero’s prowess, many sought refuge in Krishna’s portion. But Krishna beheld her—the goddess who bewilders the universe—in that state. Then, the Mother of the world, Durga, destroyer of distress, was satisfied. Seeing him deluded by sleep, Krishna’s mighty portion intervened. Tundila, overwhelmed by grief for his brother, struck down many valiant foes in the heart of the enemy army. The heroes of Mahishmati, accompanied by Ramkana, pressed on. Talana, seeing his troops flee, armed himself with an iron club. In the fierce fighting that followed, Vankana and Ramkana were slain by the sword. With Kaliya bound and Suryavarman securely restrained, a thousand barbarian kings and their remaining forces were destroyed. Thus, the battle reached its end.