Asoka, el refugio

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I won't talk to you.

You will also leave me.

Grandfather too is leaving.

When you grow wings,

you too will fly away.

Emperor Chandragupta Mauya

has embraced Jainism...

for which he is abdicating,

giving up his throne...

his kingdom and his people.

Grandfather, Asoka has taken

your sword. He says it is his.

You are leaving me,

but the sword is mine.

Asoka, my son, this

is not just a sword.

It's a demon.

When drawn, it hungers blood.

It doesn't see friend or foe.

It sees only blood. Just blood.

Before it can do more harm,

let us get rid of it.

"This is not just a sword.

It's a demon.

It doesn't see friend or foe.

It sees only blood. Just blood."

The Takshila army is mightier

than ours.

Half our army has not reached.

General Shivrath, hasn't reached...

or my brother Susima

has not let it reach?

We will not lose. For even if

wars are fought on battlefields...

they are won by the mind.

Takshila army, keep moving.

Prince, Takshila army is advancing.

Stop them, General,

by force or by deceit.

Their army has been halved.

Now they want to surrender.

The enemy deserves a chance.

Don't you agree, General?

Takshila's flags are down.

We want to surrender, Prince.

Our army has laid down their weapons.

Takshila kneels before Magadha.

Surrender to me.

The weapon is with me.

That is no weapon.

This is a weapon.

The head that won't bow to us

will be cut off.

What are you taking with you?

Nothing.

All that and you say it's nothing?

Give us some of it.

Should I?

That's too much.

Want more?

- No, we'll share it.

You better smarten up.

Prince Asoka is arriving,

victorious from Takshila.

The stars never lie.

- Damn your stars.

Susima's mother is King Bindusara's

favored queen.

With her around no one will

dare eye the throne.

And what of Asoka's mother,

Queen Dharma?

She is less of a Queen

and more of a slave.

Only Prince Susima

can claim the throne.

Where is Susima?

General Shivrath.

The great General Shivrath.

It is you who suggested that

Asoka be sent to Takshila.

You said he would lose, didn't you?

"Send him with half the army

and he won't return alive."

You said so, right?

Then what is this?

What do we do with you now?

You have failed.

What is the fate of a defeated soldier?

Let me be sentenced to death.

Defeat hasn't crushed the warrior's

ego. He still holds his head high.

I want him to lower his head.

These arms and medals

belong to Magadha's proud army.

Do you think you deserve all this?

No.

Take them off.

Strip him naked.

Here, brother.

The General is now ready for war.

He has lowered his head.

Now you can kill him.

You don't know Asoka. I have tried

to kill him all of eleven times.

Don't worry.

Asoka will die for sure.

You know your job well.

I advise you to attack him while

he is bathing in the river...

when he is most vulnerable...

emerging out of the water, then...

All I want is to know who sent you.

Long live King Susima.

You missed. Again.

See, there isn't a scratch on me.

I want you to leave Magadha.

- Why should I?

The coming six moonless nights

are not auspicious for you.

My good or bad luck rests

with my sword.

Is that your wish? I run away?

I'm no coward.

I'm not afraid of anyone, Mother.

- But I'm afraid.

How can you know a mother's pain?

9 months I nurtured you in my womb.

I am your son, Mother.

I will understand your pain.

Even if I have to carry you around

for nine months.

Let me know your pain, Mother.

You are right, Mother.

Nine moments maybe...

but for nine months, you're too heavy.

Don't change the subject,

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