In horror and disbelief, Khara witnessed the death of Dooshana and Trisira. Shaken and rebellious he picked up his bow putting his skill against that of Rama's. The arrows flying around roofed the space above, blotting out the Sun and the world wondered at the sudden descent of night! Khara hoped to tire Rama, in order to defeat him with ease. But the foolish rakshasa hoped in vain for Rama ignored him like a lion ignoring a meek deer. Like a moth nearing the flame for its ruin Khara mustering all his strength managed to disarm Rama. The infuriated lord let six well-aimed arrows to hit Khara on his head, chest and arms. Deprived of his bow his chariot and charioteer, Khara stood alone with mace in hand and waited. Deprived of his bow, his chariot, his charioteer and his horses, Khara stood alone with mace in hand, and waited.