So fleet and swift were both warriors' hands that no one could see them notch an arrow or draw their bows, just as no one can see his soul behind his own senses; all you could see were the arrows flying. Arrows veiled the sky and made it even darker below; sparks and noise filled the air when they struck head-on. Indrajit seized a poison javelin and threw it; Lakshmana with arrows cut it down and left it in pieces no bigger than fingertips.

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