At the same time:

Indralok: A secret room:

A place which has accesses only to Indra. He walked inside and stood in front of a cell.

Indra opened the gate and walked in. The cell was dark, as he walked in the room lit up. A demon was on his knees in the middle of the room, a big Mandla was below him which bound the demon.

The demon was eight feet height with thin body, his eyes were red like spewing fire. Once he was great king, but now he is just a prisoner slowly losing his strength. His hair was falling upto his waist.

“Hello Manihara, how are you doing?” he greeted.

“What a surprise, the great Mahendra has come to visit me after a long time” commented Manihara.

“I know Manihara” replied Indra smiling.

“So what is it this time, need another favour?” he asked. “What big mistake did you make this time that you want me to clean it up for you.”

Indra did not show any emotions at his provocations.

“This time let’s make a deal” he said. “If you do this, you can be free.”

Manihara's expression changed greatly. It was lightning struck expression.

“I am hallucinating right? You are gonna set me free, really? Nice joke played Indra” he said mockingly with hatred.

He had been a prisoner of Indra for many years, he doesn't know exactly how much time had passed, since becoming a prisoner.

“No, Manihara this is real and I am really gonna set you free this time for sure. You are free to go anywhere and it’s a promise.”

“Hahahah....” laughed Manihara.

“Why are you laughing?” questioned Indra confused and a shadow fell on his expression.

“You are trying to set me free shows that something huge has happened” he replied smiling evilly. “Ok, as long as you set me free I will do your work.”

“Good” said Indra smiling.

“What about my Mani(jewel)?” He asked looking at Indra.

“Ah yes! The Mani, I know how your name came to be as ‘Manihara’. It is a very powerful jewel you got, cannot be destroyed easily. So, I cannot give you.”

Manihara expected the answer. “You cannot give me because?” he asked.

“What if you double cross me and come for my throne?”

Manihara laughed more loudly this time. “OH Indra, always thinking about the throne, you can never be free and worry-less. Always worried about your throne than anybody or anything in life, aren’t you?” He said. Then his expression changed “If no mani, then no deal”

“I understand your worry Manihara. Without the Mani you will be nothing, you can only perform some small parlour tricks that's all. However, you will have free life without it, think about it.”

Manihara did not reply, he thought about for some time and then just nodded.

“Then come with me” Indra said. The chains automatically moved away freeing Manihara, the mandala disappeared. He got up and walked forward, then turned his head back and smiled. Inside the mandala formation which bound him, a shadow shot out.

Manihara nodded at the shadow, which walked opposite to him.