Royal Palace, Vijayanagara Empire.
Chandra was sprinting to take some money and flee the Empire. The defeat was evident, and he wanted to survive. He abandoned his army and prepared to leave the Empire. He didn't want to be caught by Bhairava of all people.
The outcome wouldn't be pretty. He had assassinated Bhairava's mother. He wouldn't be spared and would most likely be subject to torture if caught by Bhairava.
He barged into his chambers and took whatever precious stones and gold he had lying. He put them into a pouch.
Chandra went to find his mother and sister, who were nowhere to be seen. His bodyguards were with him. He needed time.
He hoped that Bhairava hadn't found out that he had fled yet and came to take revenge on him.
'Those low lives teamed up!! This isn't my fault.'
'I didn't lose the battle to those low lives!'
'I am the better one!'
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!