By the time Pratap and Geetanjali Rana Thakur returned from Germany, every single person who had laid a finger on Dharmaditya Rana Thakur was cowering piteously at the feet of Veerbhadra Rana Thakur, begging forgiveness.
Everyone who had considered Adi to be demon-spawn now knew his older brother was hell's angel when his little brother was hurt. Veer knew exactly what to say, where to press to back them into a corner with no recourse or remedy. A seventeen-year-old held the power to destroy their entire lives in his hands. He would not kill them – no, nothing so pedestrian for the regal Veerbhadra Rana Thakur. He would bring them down brick by brick.
Adi watched in awe and grown men and women begged for mercy at his brother's feet. Veer would regard them disdainfully and ask Adi what to do with them. Adi would mostly shrug and for the particularly vicious ones, he would recount what they had done to him. Veer would punish them accordingly.