Indian folk story: the story of Ramoyana — Zodorocca

the dust covered the sky, and doruga hid in it and struck their brothers with huge rocks.

but román, without fear, fired arrows like rain, shot the rocks and shot down a terrible arm of doroca.

but she kept her mouth open to them.

at that point, roschmana shot her in the nose and ears.

doroga mastered the magic, and she performed her invisibility and continued to hit them with stones.

but rome's arrows are brilliant and precise, and he can be guided by her voice, and he can shoot them in every single shot.

this evil monster has finally been requited and has never been shot with so many arrows in her life.

she's in pain, and she's in shape.

her eyes were like a stove and she was staring at rome, and she opened the mouth of the bloodbath, reaching out her terrible tongue and pounced at rome, when he shot another arrow through her chest, and when she screamed, she ended her evil life.

the fairies in the sky are extremely happy to see this war, and as far as mimidoro is concerned, he sincerely wishes rama and rochmana.

that night, they spent the night in the woods.

the next morning, mitropolis said to rome, "my son, i love you very much.

i'm going to give you a few very good things, and if you have them, you'll never be defeated." mimidoro looks to the east and sits still.

there was silence.

all of a sudden, on his command, a few amazing powers came down from the air.

they stood in front of rama, with their hands tied together, and said, “romo, now that we are yours, you give your orders and we obey.” they all had different names, and rommel touched each and every one of them and said, "now go back and come back when i tell you." "yes, sir." they disappear one after another in the air。