Pandavas

“A nod is a sufficient way to seal. I will come and claim my payment one day. Until then, Pandavas, go forth and slay.”

The last thing Aru heard was “Blessings upon the Pandavas.”

“Come, Pandavas, it’s time for strategy lessons.”

“Your brother—or perhaps sister, although I don’t think that’s ever happened—will be waiting for you. When one Pandava awakens, so too does another, usually the one who is best equipped to deal with the challenge at hand. Until now, the Pandavas have always appeared as fully grown people, not squished bundles of hormones and incompetence.”

“But the Pandavas were like demigods. They could use divine weapons and stuff. So that makes me half a goddess, right?” asked Aru.