Hearing the words spoken, Parimala, accompanied by all the assembled kings, listened intently. The great and virtuous Velā, overcome with sorrow, lamented repeatedly; yet, after offering comfort, he departed, traveling by the path of the sky. Before leaving, Velā issued stern words to Lakṣaṇa, but then, heartened, he accepted the token of arrival. For ten nights, they remained there, having left behind the seven sons and the king. As their time drew to a close, their minds turned toward departure, O sage. But then, the mighty king, filled with emotion, seized the feet of the lord of the earth, pleading with him. "O great king," he said, "your bride is now twelve years of age. Therefore, you should leave her and return home; may you be happy." Having spoken thus, the king, moved by affection, touched him gently on the lap. Yet, upon touching the king of the earth, that king was suddenly reduced to dust. Both kings, their bodies broken, were cared for by the skilled physicians of Pāvaka. Meanwhile, Malanā, seeing her own son returned home after marriage, performed a homa to Caṇḍikā, receiving her grace. In the midst of the assembly, as the time of departure approached, the hero Lakṣaṇa addressed him: "By Śiva’s command, two yogins arrived by the path of the sky." These two, having bested me and left me bewildered by intense fear, departed after bowing to him who had spoken thus. Thereafter, the kings returned to their own kingdoms. Once, on the shore of the splendid lake called Sāgara, the mighty Indula was present. At that moment, swans descended from the sky to earth. They spoke these words: "Blessed is he, of divine form. Sāgara is the greatest among cities and among lakes as well. O Indula, most wise, we are staying at the lake of the mind. There, we saw an auspicious woman adorned with all ornaments. Having seen her, we became bewildered and went to another land, for there is none here equal to you, nor any suitor worthy of the lotus-like maiden. Therefore, you should ascend with us to see that goddess." On the beautiful island of Siṃhala, King Āryasiṃha reigned, surrounded by seven renowned queens, each celebrated for her beauty and dearest to him. In the delightful Nalinī ocean stood the auspicious temple of Girijā. There, the goddess, seeing Indula in the radiant form of a swan, was captivated. She spent one year there, enchanted by various playful pastimes with him. When pride arose from her devotion and joy, Jagadambikā was delighted. Yet, for Indula, who sought only happiness, great sorrow befell. Indula, endowed with beauty, came to dwell in the city of Laṅkā. But upon hearing dreadful news, his entire family was plunged into grief and lamentation. Kṛṣṇāṃśa, seeing their sorrow, spoke to Ahlāda, the eldest among them: "Listen, I shall bring Indula back to you; remain steadfast." Then Balakhāni, Kṛṣṇāṃśa, Devasiṃha, and Tālana, along with the kings who had arrived by the path, and the chiefs and rulers of various regions, all gathered together. Yet, all these intoxicated kings were conquered by the mighty Tālana. After worshipping Rāmeśa, the sacred Śiva established by Rāma, they reached the Nalinī ocean and took up residence there. A stern message was sent: "O noble Āryasiṃha, hand over your sons who have crossed over; otherwise, I shall defeat you with my army and destroy your kingdom." Upon hearing the contents of this letter, the king, stronger than all, prepared himself. Indula, establishing the mantra of immobilization, took up the supreme arrow. On that day, Sukhaśarmā arrived with his own three hundred thousand followers. As night approached, the mighty son of Indra came for battle, accompanied by a hundred sons and valiant kṣatriyas. Their horses were green, and they wore the garb of ascetics. Afterwards, having reached the house, Indula dwelled there happily with them.