In the South Gallery in the Asian Art Gallery in San Francisco when I told stories to children hung a large paper mural crudely drawn by women described the life of Sita, the faithful and pure wife. Drawings like this were gifts to brides at weddings. I was intrigued and noted what scenes were there ---> marriage to Rama, her capture, throwing of jewels, in the garden, all about Sita. I think the battles with the daemon were drawn to the sides in the background. Now, I wished I had a photo.
Sita, a damsel, was the death of a greedy human daemon.