Until that day, war was ordinary to the boy, and a source of pleasure.
Swinging swords and loosing arrows were mere amusement.
But only when Sita was abducted, and Rama had to challenge the demon lord Ravana, did the youth finally come to know the terror of war.
He did not fear death. But if he died, then he would lose his friends, his younger brother, and his beloved Sita.
He did not fear harm. But from the bottom of his heart, he was deeply afraid of throwing away the lives of his brother and his subjects.
War was frightening.
Still, Rama did not shrink from battle, nor did he flee. He would wound, he would kill, he would be hurt, and he might even be killed. He accepted all of this, and challenged the demon.
That is the essence which makes a hero.
Swallow your fear, step into the fray, and cry out the name of your love!