As the time of departure arrived, the heroic Lakṣaṇa addressed him in the great assembly, saying, “By Śiva’s command, two yogins have come, traversing the very path of the sky.” These two yogins, having bested Lakṣaṇa and overcome him with intense fear, bowed to him who had spoken thus. Then, they departed, and the assembled kings returned to their own realms. Once, on the shore of the lake called Sāgara, the mighty Indula was present. At that moment, swans descended gracefully from the sky to the earth. They spoke, marveling, “Blessed is he, of divine form. Sāgara is the greatest among cities and lakes alike. O Indula, most wise, we are dwelling at the lake of the mind. There, we beheld an auspicious woman, radiant and adorned with all ornaments. Upon seeing her, we were bewildered and left for another land, for nowhere is there one equal to you, nor any suitor worthy of that lotus-like maiden. Therefore, you must come with us to behold that goddess.” They told him of the beautiful island of Siṃhala, where King Āryasiṃha reigned. Seven queens, renowned for their beauty, were his beloved companions. In the delightful Nalinī ocean stood the auspicious temple of Girijā. There, the goddess, seeing Indula in the form of a handsome swan, spent a whole year enchanted by various playful pastimes. In time, as pride blossomed from devotion and joy, Jagadambikā, the Mother of the Universe, was delighted. Yet for Indula, who sought only happiness, great sorrow befell, and he dwelt in the city of Laṅkā. When dreadful news reached his family, they were plunged into lamentation. Seeing their grief, Kṛṣṇāṃśa spoke to Ahlāda, the eldest, saying, “Listen, I shall bring Indula back to you; remain steadfast.” Then Balakhāni, Kṛṣṇāṃśa, Devasiṃha, Tālana, and other kings—together with village chiefs and regional rulers—set out along the path. All those proud kings were conquered by the might of Tālana. Having worshipped Rāmeśa, the Śiva established by Rāma himself, they journeyed to the Nalinī ocean and made their dwelling there. A message was sent to King Āryasiṃha: “O noble king, hand over your sons who have crossed over; otherwise, I shall defeat you with my army and destroy your kingdom.” Hearing these words, the mighty king stood firm. Indula, invoking the mantra of immobilization, took up the supreme arrow in readiness. On that day, Sukhaśarmā, together with his three hundred thousand followers, prepared for battle. As night approached, the mighty son of Indra arrived for battle, accompanied by a hundred sons and kṣatriya warriors. Their horses gleamed green, and they wore the garb of ascetics. Afterward, upon reaching the house, he dwelled there happily with them. For six months, the armies of both sides clashed in fierce war. At last, afflicted by deep mental distress, Indula grew weary and averse to fighting. He summoned Devasiṃha, the wise knower of past, present, and future. The great yogi Devasiṃha, mighty in strength, spoke after hearing all: “There is a certain son of Mahendra, skilled in all weapons and missiles, who comes by night and destroys the army. Therefore, with my help and Tālana’s, swiftly claim victory; otherwise, you will go to Yama’s abode.” Hearing Devasiṃha’s counsel, the horse-warrior arranged the army upon ships, stationing half the force strategically. Mounted on their horses, all the heroes readied themselves for battle. They slew the guards and plundered the splendid city. Then, the powerful portion of Kṛṣṇa entered the king’s inner chambers, where a beautiful woman, skilled in song and dance, was surrounded by her seven attendants.