All the sentinels of Kuns, who were guarding the bow, rushed forward and attacked him, but Krishnù overthrew and killed them also. On beholding these exploits, the inhabitants of the city began to reflect, and say fearlessly to each other, “Behold! the Raja, sitting in his own house, has himself invited his own death; he will not escape alive from the hands of these two brothers.” And having heard the crash, caused by the breaking of the bow, Kuns enquired, with great terror from his people, “What had occasioned so great a noise?” In the mean while, many of his attendants, who were looking on at a distance, came with their heads uncovered, and called out, “By the oath of the great Raja! Bulram and Krishnù, by coming into the city, have caused great disturbance: they have broken in pieces the bow of Shivù, and killed all the guards.” On hearing these words, Kuns assembled a great many powerful men, and said to them, “Accompany these men, and having by artifice or force, destroyed Krishnù and Buldeo, bring their bodies here immediately.” When Kuns had thus spoken, they took their arms and weapons, and went forth to meet the two brothers. They had no sooner called out to them, than the brothers killed them all. When Huri saw, that not a single attendant of Kuns was left, he said to Bulram Jee, “Brother! it is some time since we came here; we ought to return to our encampment, because our father Nund will be expecting us, and will be anxious on our account.” Having thus said, Krishnù returned with Bulram and the cowherds to the encampment. On arriving, he said to the chief Nund, “Father! we have been to the city, and seen fine games, and have shown our honorary dresses to the cowherds.” Then Nund, looking at him, said, “Your old practices will not leave you. This is the habitation of the Raja Kuns, and not our own village in the forest of Bruj. Keep my instructions, son, in mind, and do not commit any violence here.” When Nund Rae had thus instructed him, Nund Lal replied, with great coaxing and endearment of manner, “Father! we are hungry; please give us whatever our mother may have sent for us to eat.” Nund, at these words, produced the different articles of food they had brought with them; and Krishnù and Buldeo, and the cowherds partook of them.