Skandapurana 7.15

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Sanatkumāra said: / Having whirled Śaṃkukarṇa round and cast him down upon the ground, / Vṛtra trampled the army of the pramathas, as an intoxicated elephant tramples a forest.
He struck Nandin, Nandiṣeṇa, and Somanandin, / put them to flight, and roared like a raincloud.
Then, as he was roaring, Viṭpati, best of Rudras, / shot an arrow like the thunderbolt-fire, bringing ruin to enemies.
Shot by Viṭpati, that arrow, brilliant as the rays of the sun, / entered Vṛtra, piercing him, as a perfected being enters a cloud in the sky.
Raising his own hand, like an elephant raising its trunk, that Danu's son / rushed at Viṭpati in the fight, as a wind rushes at a cloud.
With a trident the huge-bodied Nandī [struck] him, with a thunderbolt [struck] the dānava; / Somanandī struck with an axe, and Nandiṣeṇa with his palm.
And Viṭpati, exceedingly enraged, pierced Vṛtra in battle / with a thousand arrows, and again with twenty-one more.
Tormented by the leaders of the gaṇa-hosts, that dānava, huge as a mountain, / as he was being struck down, cried aloud like a tree inhabited by a deity.

Then Maya, Bala, Mūka, Tāra, Jambha, / the host of Namuci, Ilvala, Bāṇa, and the sons of Bāṇa, / holding various excellent arrows and weapons, stood firm, warding off that foremost hero among the gaṇa-lords.

Radiant with the beauty of lovely golden necklaces, their bracelets and ornaments trembling, equal to great Indra, / the sons of Diti, exceedingly joyful in appearance, moved like Death incarnate among the hosts of the pramathas.

Their faces torn open by clubs, ploughs, and arrows, their limbs crushed by mountain peaks, lightning, and thunderbolts, / [...] / the lords of the gaṇas, afflicted, fell to the ground like mountains struck by the thunderbolt.

Sprinkled with drops and sprays of blood from wounds, their white necklaces, ornaments, and garlands fallen, / with terror-stricken faces, those hosts of pramathas fled, severely tormented by the foes.
As towering white clouds in the sky, free of dust, [release] rain of fresh water, / so the sons of Diti released an overwhelming rain of arrows, terrifying in its immense velocity.
Then, resembling elephants, mountains, and clouds, possessing splendor equal to fire and the sun, / unleashing a vast mesh of pure, sharp arrows, the principal daityas struck the pramatha hosts.
Then, with [weapons] resembling iron clubs, arrows, and swords, discharged from hundreds of prime mechanical contrivances in their hands, / the gaṇas, inspiring fear in the foes of the thirty [gods], marched forth, engaging in battle.
Excellent elephants resembling mountain peaks, swift-running [steeds], and numerous choice horses, / and terrifying chariots like the abodes of the gods fell shattered and consumed at the front of battle.
Firmly gouged by arrowheads, their fine garments soaked with blood from wounds, / their eyes rolling, their life-breath and vital strength departed, Danu's sons were crushed by the hundreds.
With fallen, excellent white necklaces, earrings, diadems, crowns, jewels, garlands, and garments, / the ground at the front of battle shone radiant like Urvaśī adorned with splendid, choice jewels.

Like the great ocean when agitated, and like the vast sky in the rainy season, / so did the army of the hosts of asuras become, with its swift elephants, horses, and dānavas.

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Yama, Varuṇa, the lord of wealth, and Vāsava, / the Bhagas, the Vasus, the sun, the moon, and the wind gods, / with delighted eyes and lotus faces, furious in crushing the host of enemies, held them back.
With mighty elephants roaming like rain clouds and winds rushing like galloping horses, / turbid with lightning strikes of arrows, the stormy gloom at the end of battle did not cease.
With eyes resembling lotus petals, faces shining like lotuses, the sun, and the moon, / the excellent faces of the sons of Danu made the earth shine forth as though covered with lotuses.
With the lords of the gaṇas and Dānavas crushed, smeared with the sprinkling of blood, fat, and marrow, / the battle was exceedingly terrible, dreadful, and watched by flocks of Garuḍas and Piśācas.
Thus ends the one hundred and forty-first chapter in the Skandapurāṇa, in the battle of the gaṇas.

Sanatkumāra said:
While that battle was raging between the armies of the pramathas and the asuras, / the sound of bows was heard like clouds in the rainy season,
and the roar of mighty elephants, the neighing of horses, / and the cries of the gods and rakṣasas engrossed in the battle-gāndharva,
harsh to the ears, dreadful like the crash of a thunderbolt. / They are heard and indeed swell like the debts of debtors.
Then a Dānava named Kārtasvana, sounding like a cloud, / struck down the pramathas in battle like Death approaching mortals.
Mounted on his chariot, wielding a bow, holding arrows, armored, and wearing earrings, / he burned the army of the pramathas like fire burns dry grass.

[…]

The great golden arrows released from Kārtasvana's bow, / tearing through the pramathas without clinging, tore through the battleground,
like locusts tearing through fields, like misfortunes ruining men, / like birds tearing through ripe trees, or Garuḍa tearing through snakes.
So those broad arrows loosed from Kārtasvana's bow / threw the pramathas into turmoil, like fledglings in nesting trees.
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Showers of arrows fell upon the army of the gaṇas as if upon a mountain.
With the sound of musical instruments silenced, terrified by the impact of arrows, / the army of the gaṇa-lords became red like a forest of bandhujīva flowers.
Just as wind scatters clouds, as Garuḍa scatters serpents, / as a tiger scatters spotted deer, as the sun dispels masses of darkness,
so the enraged Kārtasvana, with exceedingly dreadful thunderbolt-like arrows, / burned the commanders of the gaṇas like the fire of cosmic dissolution burns the worlds.

Seeing the army of the gaṇa-lords burned, consumed, and afflicted with pain, / the enraged god Viṭpati then spoke to Kārtasvana.
Standing firm against the fall of arrows, Rudra of rudra-like valor, / being enraged, drew an arrow from his quiver against the Dānava chief:

“Kārtasvana, your might, valor, and majesty are supreme! / Why do you strike down these powerless gaṇa-lords, O lord of Dānavas?
Come if you have the power, or if you possess strength! / Engage in combat with me, O proud one; behold my strength!
Today I shall strike down your head adorned with earrings / and decorated with pointed fangs, O daitya, like the wind blows fruit from a palm tree!

Even if the Dānavas along with Andhaka protect you today in battle, / I will still take your life, O defiler of the asuras!”
As Viṭpati was roaring thus, the Dānava, shouting, / shot an arrow, and having released it, roared like a cloud.
That flaming arrow, like fire fed with ghee, / resplendent like the summer sun, rushed toward Viṭpati.

The sun became lusterless there by the radiance of that winged shaft; / at Kārtasvana's roar birds fell down to the earth.
That blazing arrow, like the fire of cosmic dissolution, / sank into Viṭpati's armor like an evil-doer into hell.

Then, having pulled out that very arrow shot by the Dānava, / Viṭpati hurled it at Kārtasvana and roared aloud.
That arrow released by Viṭpati, bringing destruction to Dānavas, / carried off the head of the Dānava’s charioteer ten arrow-lengths away.
When his charioteer was killed, his swift and dappled horses in battle / ran amok, carrying off the chariot like hawks seizing meat.
“Kārtasvana’s chariot is fleeing! Why do you sit idle? Seize it!” / Thus arose a great uproar among the chiefs of the Dānavas.
That best of chariots, wandering across the vast slope of Mount Mandara, / shone like the sun's excellent chariot drawn by seven horses wandering upon Mount Meru.

Then, leaping down from that excellent chariot with swift horses, / bow in hand, Kārtasvana rushed toward Viṭpati.
Then a roar of "Well done! Well done!" arose from both armies, / as Kārtasvana wished to fight once more with Viṭpati.

[Apparatus readings for verses 17–31]

759 / He covered Viṭpati with numerous sharp arrows resembling thunderbolts, / just as a cloud [covers] a mountain with torrents of showers.
Though being covered by the flood of Kārtasvana's arrows like the ocean by masses of clouds, / Viṭpati did not feel any distress at that time.
Drawing his bow back to his ear with force, the mighty one then / split the Daitya chief's arrows into two and into three pieces each.

Having cut down those arrows, with a thousand feathered shafts / that consume life-breath, he pierced Kārtasvana and roared.

With those arrows whose heads appeared at his back, the dānava shone / like a mountain with excellent serpents half-emerged from fissures.

Then the enraged Rudra cut down his bow, sword, / and the quivers into five parts; and the powerful one tormented him.

Then Viṭpati, having noble might, loosed a straight-flying arrow, / equal to Indra's thunderbolt, raging like a hissing lord of serpents, afflicting the son of Diti.

That king of arrows, shot by the excellent Rudra, emitting a trail of smoke on the battlefield, / forcibly severed the face of the asura in battle, just as a noble-minded sage plucks a lotus.

Then an uproar was raised with dread roars by the deities, / the best sages, and the pramathas, / seeing the enemy's head taken off in battle by the subduer of the fire of the mare's mouth.

That Viṭpati, commander of the host of pramathas, having approached, / was honored for a long time by the lord of spirits—he who was skilled in acts of war, the subduer who tamed the lion-like foes of the gods.

Thus ends the one hundred and forty-second chapter in the battle of the gaṇas in the Skandapurāṇa.
[Apparatus readings for verses 32–46]

760

760 / Sanatkumāra said: / Having killed his enemy Kārtasvana with a great golden shaft, / Viṭpati burned the daityas as fire burns moths.
With drawn bow, the god, wearing handsome golden earrings, / roared, discharging arrows among the dānavas like the sun releasing rays.
Equipped with golden feathers made of Garuḍa's plumage, / those arrows fell upon the dānavas like misfortunes sent by fate.

With severed faces, severed hands, severed feet, bellies, and thighs, / dānavas fell by the hundreds upon the earth like mountains.

Some were struck on their backs, others were torn open in the sides; / others, pierced in the eyes, wandered about like blind men;
and as a tiger [destroys] deer, or Garuḍa serpents, / or an ungrateful man good deeds, or the maker of the day darkness,
so did the god Viṭpati, afflicter of Pāvaka, / destroy those asuras with sharp-pointed arrows whose faces were like thunderbolt and fire.
With their chariots destroyed, their elephants felled, and their horses afflicted by arrows, / the terrified dānavas fled, agitated by Viṭpati's arrows.

Then, seeing the asura army, its weapons dropped and its armor of fame lost, / broken in battle by Viṭpati as a forest by an elephant,
whichever demon enemies were prominent there and fierce in might / were pursued by Viṭpati like other beasts by a lion:

Prahrāda, Anuhrāda, Saṃhrāda, Śini, and Bāṣkala, / Jambha, Virocana, Bāṇa, and the dānava Bali;
[Apparatus readings for verses 1–17]

761 / Ajaka, Namuci, Vyaṃsa, Ilvaka, and Vilvaka, / Vipracitti, Tuhuṇḍa, Huṇḍa, and the dānava Vakra;
Maya, Tāra, Tārakākṣa, Vidyunmālin, and Prabhañjana; / Ariṣṭa, Riṣṭa, Añjana, Rūśabha, and Kubha;
Kāla, Kālanemi, Kālakāmukha, / Saṃpāti, Ilvala, Bala, and Naraka;
and the sons of Madhu and Kaiṭabha, Dhundhu, and the dānava Mūka.

Hastin, Vipāka, Pāka, Vikarṇa, and Śambhu, / raising many weapons blazing like falling meteors, / rushed furiously against Viṭpati, roaring like lions. / With spears, stones, clubs, and thunderous arrows, / they struck him with dreadful roars, like rainclouds against a mountain. / Just as clouds, impelled by the wind, unleash a shower of water, / so the Dānavas discharged a shower of arrows upon the god. / But he who crushes hosts of enemies,

Viṭpati, swiftly severed that shower of enemy weapons, as a quarrel [severs] affection. / Then those sons of Danu and Diti, standing in the sky, / roaring like rainclouds, hurled a shower of mountains at Viṭpati. / And others, stationed on the peak of Mount Mandara like a garland of Mandāra trees, / loosed śāla, pine, and deodar trees upon Viṭpati. / Severely battered by the Dānavas positioned in the sky and on earth, / Viṭpati turned away, like a fire quenched by water. / Seeing Viṭpati turned away, covered with mountains by the Dānavas,

the renowned leaders of the gaṇas, endowed with terrible might, would not endure it.

Somanandin, Nandin, the attendant Nandiṣeṇa, / Prabhāmaya, Vīrabhadra, Sūryāpyāyana, / Pañcākṣa, Kopapāla, Trinetra, Piṅgalekṣaṇa, / Rākṣasa, Piṅgala, who roars from his abode in the cremation grounds, / Ghaṇṭākarṇa, Śaṅkukarṇa, the mighty Kuṇḍodara, / Airāvatamukha, Annapāla, Kapāladhṛk, / and Vināyaka himself with his long, stout trunk— / these and other gaṇa leaders, called forth in the hundreds by the hosts, / entered to burn the Dānavas, as fires burn dry trees. / Surrounding Viṭpati, all roaring like young lordly elephants, / with tridents, discus-weapons, arrows, and bhuśuṇḍi guns in hand, the leaders of the gaṇas, minded for battle, advanced. / Then between them there arose close combat, fierce in battle, / like that of rut-maddened bull elephants gathered with cow elephants in the forests. / Beholding that great battle of the Dānavas with the gaṇa leaders, the gods / moved through the sky in celestial aerial chariots, uttering lion-roars and clapping their hands.
Thus ends the one hundred and forty-third chapter in the Skandapurāṇa, on the battle of the gaṇas.

Sanatkumāra said: / Filled with extreme fury and arrogance, the Pramathas and Asuras, / having wronged one another, fought in close combat. / With his hand brandishing a spear, Kumāra [fought] Avaniñjaya, / while Kālanemi, like Death himself, fought Viśākha.

He who in pride of strength had stolen the wheel from the chariot of the Sun, / Vipracitti, eager for battle, clashed with Śākha.

Naigameṣa, born of Agni, fought Hayagrīva and Sugrīva, / the lords of the Dānavas, as the slayer of Madhu fought Madhu. / Jambha fought with Nandin, Tuhuṇḍa with Somanandin, / and the Dānava Huṇḍa fought the heroic Vināyaka.

Mahākāya fought with Kāla, Namuci with Ghana, / and Ilvaka and Pilvaka with the two Piṅgala gaṇa leaders. / Hrāda clashed with Śaṅkukarṇa, and Viṭpati with Anuhrāda; / the Rudra Ādityāpyāyana met with Saṃhrāda. / Kuṇḍodara, the lord of Yakṣas, and the attendant Ghaṇṭākarṇa / clashed with Bala and Ilvala, like two lions with two elephants. / Bali clashed with Pañcākṣa, a Rudra resplendent as the sun, / and the Dānava who fathered Bali fought with Vīrabhadra.

Maya clashed with Sumukha, Tāra approached Durmukha; / the peacock went against Vajraroman, the rooster against Mura. / The remaining leaders of the gaṇas met with the remaining Daityas, / clashing with one another in battle like lions with elephants. / Like the crackling sound of bamboos burning in a desolate forest from fire, / there arose the clattering of falling weapons.

Shouting "Do not run! Run! Stand! Look! Look!", / the gaṇas and Dānavas struck down one another in close combat. / Their limbs smeared with marrow and fat, their faces, arms, and thighs severed, / smeared with weapons, the Dānavas and Pramathas charged,

with faces, thighs, feet, hands, teeth, and eyes, / and with scattered necklaces, armlets, garlands, garments, and ornaments.

With the housings and coverings of lordly elephants, blankets, and weapons,
that battleground shone like the sky with stars and planets. / 16
With varied drops of blood shed from the tips of claws and teeth,
the earth shone forth like a woman whose limbs are smeared with red sandalwood. / 17
Shooting an arrow radiant as the sun at Vināyaka,
Tuhuṇḍa laughed loudly, provoking his wrath. / 18
And as he was laughing, that Vināyaka, with a sharp-edged sword,
cut off his face adorned with large ear-rings. / 19
Seeing Tuhuṇḍa slain, Huṇḍa, distraught over his brother's slaughter,
hurled a spear at the elephant-faced god, as Indra hurls a thunderbolt at a mountain. / 20
That spear, adorned with hundreds of jewels, fell upon Vināyaka's gem,
and drank blood from his chest, resembling a blazing tongue of fire. / 21

Sticking in Vināyaka's chest, that spear shone
like a streak of gold on a sapphire gem. / 22

Drawing out Huṇḍa's spear, which was like a sunbeam, with the tip of his trunk, the god
suddenly slew Huṇḍa with that very [spear], as his younger brother [slew] Mount Krauñca. / 23
Seeing Tuhuṇḍa and Huṇḍa destroyed by Vināyaka, the destroyer of foes,
the entire army of the leaders of the gaṇas became like the frenzied Gaṅgā. / 24
Thus ends the one hundred and forty-fourth chapter in the Skandapurāṇa, in the battle of the gaṇas.

Sanatkumāra said:
When Huṇḍa and Tuhuṇḍa were slain by Vināyaka,
that battle between the lords of the gaṇas and the asuras became tumultuous. / 1
Roaring like clouds filled with water at the coming of the rains,
they quickly destroyed one another as they fought. / 2
Their limbs drenched in flowing streams of blood, their lips bitten by teeth,
they struck one another with tridents, spears, rṣṭis, and paṭṭiśas. / 3
Hearing the ear-rending sounds of spears being thrown, swords falling,
names being proclaimed, and bows twanging, / 4
Jambha, foremost among the mighty, enraged by the slaughter of his brothers,
entered the Pramatha host. / 5

Piercing the Gaṇa-lord Vyāghra[mukha] with a trident,
Jambha roared like the lord of the forest in the woods after killing a buffalo. / 6
Then, as he was roaring, the foremost [gaṇa] named Maga
struck his head with a spear and rushed at the remaining daityas. / 7

Then the famous lords of the gaṇas, renowned for their valor, fame, and sacred learning,
confronted the asuras in battle, as śarabhas [confront] elephants. / 8
Then a great clash occurred between the lords of the asuras and the gaṇas,
like the collision of thunderbolts with golden mountains. / 9

Virocana and Andhaka, furious and agitated,
poured down showers of arrows, like two clouds pouring showers of water. / 10
Discharging a rain of arrows, those two daityas, afflicted by superior shafts,
were turned back at the forefront of battle by Svayaṃprabha. / 11
Svayaṃprabha dried up the ocean of the dānava army with countless arrows sped from the bow-machine,
just as the sun, with his blazing ring of rays, dries up the ocean at the dissolution of the world. / 12

Then Andhaka, the leader of the dānava folk, his eyes rolling, said to his charioteer:
‘Charioteer, take me to Śukra; he is our guru and ever removes our sorrow.’ / 13
Saying, ‘So be it,’ he drove that chariot yoked with excellent horses,
mounted by the leader of the dānava hosts and rumbling like a rain-cloud, / to where Śukra was, O twice-born, the best among planets. / 14
Thus ends the one hundred and forty-fifth chapter in the Skandapurāṇa, in the battle of the gaṇas.

Sanatkumāra said:
Withdrawing then from the battle, Andhaka, the foremost of the asuras,
approached Śukra and, with bowed head, spoke these words: / 1
‘O lord, having taken refuge in you, we count the gods together with their followers
as equal to blades of grass; I speak the truth always. / 2
As elephants [fear] lions, or serpents [fear] Garuḍas,
the gods are always afraid of us through your grace. / 3
Protected by you, the daityas entered without fear
the gods' impenetrable battle array, like those afflicted by heat [entering] a lake. / 4
Taking refuge in you, standing firm like unshakeable stones,
we strike Indra in battle without hesitation, O best of brahmins. / 5
And in times of distress, together with our wives and sons,
we serve day and night your feet that bestow happiness. / 6
Do you ever protect us who have come to you for refuge
in times of danger, like another Nārāyaṇa [protects] the gods! / 7
Look at Huṇḍa, Tuhuṇḍa, Kujambha, and Jambha,
Pāka, Kārtasvana, and the great asura Vipāka! / 8

And that heroic Indradamana, who felled heroic gods, / crushed by the terrible prowess of the Pramathas, who have overcome the torment of death, etc.,

slain and fallen like sandalwood trees by deer. / That excellent lore acquired from Hara of old, having consumed smoke and grain for a thousand autumns— / the time for it has now arrived.

Now, let the Pramathas and all the worlds behold with wide-open eyes / that fruit of your lore in bringing the Dānavas back to life.

Seeing the Dānavas revived by you in battle, / all the Dānavas, casting aside fear of death, will fight together with the Pramathas.

[…] / Indeed, that lore [was acquired] by you, seeking the benefit of the Dānavas,

obtained after propitiating the God; display it, homage to you!" / Having heard these words of Andhaka, the sage Bhārgava of steady intellect,

then smiling slightly, spoke to the lord of the Dānavas: / "O lord of Dānavas, true are the words you have addressed to me.

For indeed, this acquisition of lore was undertaken by me for the sake of the Dānavas, / having inhaled the most unbearable smoke and grain for a thousand years.

This lore bringing happiness to my kinsmen was obtained by me. / With this lore, I shall raise up these Daityas who were slain by their foes,

just as a cloud [raises up] withered crops, / free from wounds, free from disease, hale, as if awakened having merely slept. / In this very instant, O lord of Dānavas, you shall see the Dānavas. / Seeing the Dānavas raised, who were slain in battle by the Gaṇa lords,

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out of wonder and out of fear indeed the Gaṇa lords will flee." / Having spoken thus to the lord of Dānavas at that time, / the wise Bhārgava recited the lore addressing each Daitya one by one. / As the lore was being repeated there by the brahmin, / the Dānavas arose, like those sleeping [arising] from bed after slumber, / like studied Vedic meanings [arising in the mind], and like clouds at the proper season, / or like comets arriving at the time of dissolution. / In this way those Daityas, thoroughly slaughtered by the Pramathas, / being raised up by Śukra, shone forth like hale men of old. / Seeing those Dānavas revived by Śukra, the Gaṇa lords / said to one another: "This is a wonder, O chiefs of the gods!" / And seeing those great Asuras, Tuhuṇḍa and the rest, revived, / the ancient gods [the Daityas] roared like clouds intoxicated with water. / Seeing them arisen by the thousands, others, with axes, thunderbolts, lightning-bolts, and spears in hand, / rushed against the army of Śaṅkara’s servants, which resembled an agitated great ocean. / There occurred once more a clash of Gaṇas and Asuras of exceedingly terrifying sound, / like the upheaval of oceans stirred by wind at the end of an era. / Thus ends the one hundred and forty-sixth chapter in the Skandapurāṇa, on the battle of the Gaṇas, [entitled] "The Revival of the Daityas."

Sanatkumāra said: / When the Daityas were raised up by Bhārgava of fierce deeds, / the gods together with the Gandharvas, and the Dānavas together with Andhaka, roared. / Then there arose conch-sounds mingled with the sounds of māḍuka and ānaka drums, / and lion-roars along with the noise of chariots and elephants.

Huṇḍa, Tuhuṇḍa, Jambha, and the great Asura Kujambha, / those enemies of the gods, fought with blows of rocks, spears, and stones. / And those two, Pāka and Indradamana, and the mighty Kārtasvana, / crushed the Pramatha host out of a desire to exact vengeance. / Having checked their speed, the Pramathas too, haughty, / holding rocks and trees in their hands, all rushed against the Dānavas. / But of the Gaṇa lords and the gods in that exceedingly terrifying battle, / the sounds of bows and the frightful sounds of chariots were heard. / Some intent on the victory of the Pramathas, and likewise others [intent on that] of the Dānavas, / made a dreadful tumult and partisan shouts in the sky. / The sound of the armies roaring and charging was / like that of oceans roaring and rushing at the dissolution. / And Siddhas, Gandharvas, and Cāraṇas, intoxicated by the excellence of the battle, / shouted and cast down various heaps of flowers. / Various kinds of flowers falling shone forth / when released by the Siddhas and Cāraṇas, like stars at the dissolution. / The musical instruments of the gods and Gandharvas sounded repeatedly, / and ceased again and again as their minds were riveted upon the battle. / But Jambha, remembering in the battle his defeat by Vināyaka, / charged angrily at him, like an elephant against another elephant.

Seeing that Dānava Jambha charging in battle, / Vināyaka blocked him, as an angry lion blocks an elephant. / Raising his trunk, which resembled the trunk of Airāvata, / Vināyaka, who has an elephant-like face, struck the Dānava in battle.

Then Jambha, that elephant among Dānavas, with an excellent arrow, / pierced him between his two frontal globes, just as a Siddha [pierces] the solar disc.

That arrow sank deep between his two frontal lobes, / like a lightning-bearing cloud between the twin peaks of the king of mountains. / With his mind enraged by the arrow, shaking his trunk and head, / bending down and striking the great Daitya with the tip of his trunk, he roared.