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Raju started crying. Jaggu’s tail curled in fright.

But one evening, as the sky turned the color of burnt orange, a strange mist rolled in from the forbidden forest of Andhakaara. The mist wasn’t ordinary. It shimmered with purple and green sparks. The villagers coughed and felt dizzy. Within minutes, all the grown-ups—including Raja Indraverma, Rajkumari Indumati, and even Tun Tun—fell into a deep, unnatural sleep. chhota bheem mayavi gorgan

Back in Dholakpur, Bheem held the nectar high. Mayavi Gorgan laughed. "Too late, boy! The sun is rising. The spell is permanent now!" Raju started crying