Year 2291, Dwapara yuga 173 years before present day Malasāra remained invisible, and watched the wounded hunter. A large leopard lay dead beside the man, a long blade sticking out from its great neck. He winced as he struggled to sit up. A deep gash ran from his shoulder to his waist. Blood trickled from the innumerable cuts on his body. He grabbed at a nearby rock, trying to prop himself up.