When Kṛṣṇāṃśa was transformed into fire before their eyes, Ahlāda was overcome with deep distress at the sight. Sensing his anguish, the goddess spoke gently to him, saying, “Child, he is indeed your son.” Even as her words lingered in the air, Indulo, acting on Vāsava’s command, mounted a celestial horse and swiftly arrived at the scene. From Indulo’s very body, steeds emerged and spread all around, resembling clouds drifting across the sky. As the fierce fire was finally pacified, Kṛṣṇāṃśa and his companion emerged joyfully from his own mouth. With the flames subdued, seven hundred thousand who had perished were restored to life. The remaining hundred thousand soldiers, however, were seized by fear at these miraculous events. Some among them renounced worldly life, taking up the path of renunciation, while others adopted vows of celibacy. At this time, Tālana bound the remaining heroes, including Gajasena and others. Having expelled the division of the army, Tālana struck those warriors with canes and tied them to posts. Then, by the power of the elephant-pearl, the wise commander mounted his war-chariot, with the elephant-pearl itself enshrined in the pavilion. Gajasena then fed the warriors divine foods, reestablishing the hundred thousand, and himself departed for Rudrapura. That night, the warriors spent their time in iron fortresses, striving with all their might. They were warned: “Quickly open the gate, or else you will lose your lives.” Upon hearing this, the commander gave orders to the hundred thousand warriors. But soon after, the heroes were struck by weapons so powerful they could kill a hundred at once. In the ensuing carnage, ten thousand were slain, and then Bindula, a portion of Krishna, mounted his horse. The survivors, now terrified, numbered only eighty, along with their companions. The frightened king, hearing of these events and accompanied by his two sons, sought to purify himself of sin by giving his daughter in marriage according to custom. He took with him sixteen camels laden with gold, and joy filled his heart. As happiness returned to the household, the queen adorned herself with gold. She said, “O son, I was as good as dead, but by you I have truly been revived.” Hearing these words, Bindula, the heroic son, bowed joyfully to his mother and spoke. In this time of renewed joy, King Parimala, wise and discerning, was present. After some time, Krishna Kumara, the king, passed away, and Ratnabhanu ascended the throne. The new king, overwhelmed with sorrow, performed a hundred thousand rites to Chandika to find solace. Year after year, it was foretold that seven would be born from the limbs of Bhavishya. When these words were spoken, the queen conceived, and in the second year, a child was born from the auspicious portion of Dushasana. Among these children, Uddharṣāṃśa was known as Saradana, and Durmukha as Mardana. Varddhana was a part of Citrabāṇa, and after him came Velā. When Velā was born on earth, a terrible earthquake shook the land, and in the city, there was a rain of blood mixed with bone and sugar. The Brāhmaṇas gathered and performed the necessary birth rites and other ceremonies. Ilā, the mother of the moon, was also born on earth in a peculiar manner. When the daughter was born, her father gave the best gifts to the Brāhmaṇas. After twelve years had passed, that daughter, blessed with an excellent complexion, reached maturity. It was declared, “Whoever bathes me in the pavilion with streams of blood…”—a mysterious proclamation. The king, upon a golden plate, composed a verse that arose from Velāmukha. Gathering together three hundred thousand in wealth and an army of a hundred thousand, he set out for Sindhu and Āryadeśa, visiting each king. When he reached the king, his maternal uncle, he spoke these words. Hearing him, the uncle replied, “O hero, Brahmānanda is of great strength.