Vikram Vetaal Chapter 10 (English)

In shadows deep, where legends rise,
Vikram journeyed underneath star lit skies.
To the tree of fate, he found his way,
Where Kshantishala held sway.

A tale of trickery, a mirage so grand,
Spun by Kshantishala's hand.
Never it seemed Kshantishala's fate,
Would be so full of malevolent hate.
In his heart, a dark desire,
That swept Vikram's mind with a stoke of fire.

The battle is fierce, like thunder's roar,
Each blow struck a mighty pour.
Injured gravely, they fought their plight,
Till Vikram faced the darkest night.

Kshantishala's grim shadow was on the rise,
The story shook with a grand surprise.
As the legend treaded its end,
A card still stays in Vikram's hand.

Will Vikram reclaim his kingdom's reign?
In legends old, how shall he remain?