As promised, King Vikram and Dharma Dhwaj arrived at the cemetery on the evening of the 14th day of the dark half of the month of Bhadra. It was a terrifying place, strewn with human bones. All sorts of wild animals chewed on the remnants of the dead bodies.
In the midst of the ground, the devotee Shanta-Shil sat before a sacred fire, his face smeared with ashes. He was pleased to see the father and son.
"What do you want us to do?" Vikram asked Shanta-Shil.
"O King, about two kos (a measure of length, approximately 3 to 3.22 kilometers) south of here, there is another cremation ground. There, you will see a mimosa tree on which a corpse is hanging. Bring me the body at once."
Vikram was now certain that Shanta-Shil was the anchorite who had sworn to kill him and his son. Nevertheless, he had promised to perform Shanta-Shil's task, so he set out, taking Dharma Dhwaj with him.