Raghav’s POV

As soon as I stepped into Bihar with my army behind me and Veer by my side, the very air felt different—thick, heavy, almost suffocating. It wasn’t the same wind I had felt in Rajasthan; this one carried an unsettling weight, as if whispering of secrets buried in the soil. The moment my boots touched the ground, my entire being shifted. The earth itself seemed to tremble beneath my feet, reminding me that every step I took here was toward something inevitable.