In a desolate battlefield setting, Kalki stands tall, his sword gleaming in the

In a desolate battlefield setting, Kalki stands tall, his sword gleaming in the dim light. Before him are the rapists he has gathered, trembling in fear. With a swift and powerful motion, Kalki delivers divine justice, severing their heads and cutting off their instruments of violence. Blood flows like a river, staining the earth red as dark clouds gather overhead. Kalki’s expression is one of fierce resolve, embodying the wrath of divine justice. The sky above mirrors the scene’s intensity, with lightning flashing and thunder rumbling in the distance.