For a few more days, the great battle raged on, with the warriors bewildered by the heroic might before them. In their confusion and desperation, they sought refuge in the portion of Krishna. Observing this, Krishna beheld the goddess who bewilders the entire universe—Durga, the Mother of the world, destroyer of distress. Pleased at heart, the compassionate Mother Durga was satisfied. Meanwhile, Krishna’s portion, mighty in strength, saw one among the warriors overcome by sleep and delusion. Tundila, realizing what had happened and stricken with grief for his brother, unleashed his fury in the enemy ranks, felling many valiant foes. The heroes of Mahishmati, joined by Ramkana, pressed into the fray. Yet, when Talana, armed with his iron club, saw his own troops fleeing, he rose to the challenge. With his sword, Talana slew both Vankana and Ramkana. The enemy Kaliya was bound, and Suryavarman too was securely restrained. In the ensuing carnage, a thousand barbarian kings and their remaining forces were slain. Day after day, Talana, the unyielding commander, continued to fight heroically. The enemy warriors, terrified and depleted of their strength, fell one after another, and many kings perished. News of these grim events reached Jambuka, who, heavy with sorrow, returned home. When midnight came, his daughter, longing for victory, approached her father. Comforting him, she, skilled in the arts of illusion, departed on her mission. Her brothers accompanied her to awaken their kin, and together they roused all from slumber. She mounted her palanquin, her relatives unarmed and without armor. At dawn, when all were awake, they performed their bathing, meditation, and other sacred rites. Harnessing her powers of illusion, Jambuka’s daughter conjured a demoness, carried her off, and returned to her own house. In the great forests of the Vindhya mountains, where many creatures roamed, Ilavila—accomplished in yoga and strong in her desires—remained fearless among the demons. There, Jambuka’s daughter would go daily with her people. She created an illusion, woven into a garment, to bewilder the minds of men. Hearing of this, four—excluding Ahrada—entered the forest. Through singing, dancing, and performances, they enchanted him that very day. Among them, it was the custom that when her marriage would be arranged—at that time, after a great villain was slain and the warriors at the front of the battle were killed, along with the moat-makers who had destroyed hundreds—King Jambuka, the mighty and most blessed, performed a Shaiva sacrifice, invoking the names of those involved. Rupana, understanding the situation, spoke of Devaki and, in his heart, swiftly sought refuge in the gracious Mother. The pleased Mother of the World revealed her, at the end of a dream. When King Jambuka, the best among the blessed, heard of this, he was further enchanted. The goddess herself freed his sons from bondage. Hearing all this, the virtuous goddess bowed to Maheshvari. Yet, the king remained bewildered by divine illusion. He was bound by strong iron fetters. Meanwhile, the three sons—Kaliya and his brothers—were also present. Once more, a fierce battle erupted between the two armies. The mighty ones confined three enemies in a cell and slew them with their own weapons. Kaliya, afflicted by sorrow, remembered Lord Hara in his heart. At that very moment, the goddess Devaki, devoted to her husband, acted. She awakened the portion of Krishna residing in the five-syllabled elephant. Pleased and joyful, the goddess herself roused them—Ahlada, Suryavarman, and Kaliya, his younger brother—bringing new hope and strength to the embattled souls.