Canto 48 It takes Indrajit Aggrieved as by Akshay’s death Thought then Ravan of sending Son his eldest who subdued Indra himself in battle. Addressed Ravan his eldest Who could invoke that mantra To make his arrow Brahmastra And thus stun foes formidable. With thy prowess at battle Beat thou all in battlefield. With thy mystic powers and all None can harm thee in combat. Is there any in all three worlds Hath who not heard of thy fame. In the art of waging war Thou I know are my equal. At the hands of this vanar