Meanwhile, the yogi Kṛṣṇāṃśa appeared—a radiant portion of the Blessed Lord Himself. At that moment, Śūra stood near, surrounded by ten thousand mighty Makara warriors. Having overcome all the assembled kings, Śūra seized their vast wealth. The resounding clamor of his victory alerted the remaining kings, and with great reverence, Śūra placed the divine yogi, the portion of Krishna, upon his own lap. Overflowing with love, Śūra bathed the portion of Krishna with streams of sacred water, honoring him with deep devotion. With a serene and peaceful mind, the yogi Kṛṣṇāṃśa recounted his entire story before those gathered. Then, with wondrous skill, he created a beautiful image through the art of drawing, and, using a painted line, arranged the marriage of Jayanta with this image. The king of Bahlika, delighted in mind, bestowed abundant wealth upon the occasion. He gave a hundred elephants, many horses, and thousands of treasures, all endowed with riches. He also arranged for the departure of the noble Balakhana. All the honored kings, delighted by these events, returned to their own kingdoms, their hearts full. Now, as you listen, I shall recount further that which destroys all sin. The king, however, remained ever sorrowful and came to the threshold, weighed down by his thoughts. After the events had been narrated before him, Tāraka—his confidant—spoke. Meanwhile, the wise minister Candrabhaṭṭa was present, and I myself worshipped the goddess, Viṣṇu’s power, the all-creating one. She graciously granted me auspicious knowledge that destroys wrong understanding, and Candrabhaṭṭa described the conduct that removes sin. Having said this, that pure-minded minister composed a noble work in the vernacular tongue. Hearing this work, the king was instantly astonished. Then, proud with the strength of his divine horses, the king spoke. “There are four divine horses,” he said, “able to move upon water, land, and through the air.” Upon hearing this, the king addressed the wise one skilled in words, and soon a messenger arrived at Mahavati, approaching the king with a message. “Your four horses are of divine form,” the messenger declared, “radiant with auspicious brilliance. Summon those horses, O king; grant me this wonder, and abandon all hesitation.” Hearing these formidable words, the king, though fearful and anxious, joyfully agreed. He gave his horses, saying, “Fulfill my command.” The messenger rejoiced, meditating on the all-pervading auspiciousness. “Where our lives are established,” he declared, “there too, O Jina, yours reside.” Hearing these words, the powerful king Parimala responded. In the presence of his mighty warriors, he made a terrible oath. His bed, which had been as comforting as his mother, now seemed as dreadful as the assembly of a Brahmin-slayer. Hearing this oath, Devaki was overcome with sorrow and distress. When the twenty-fifth year arrived, the portion of Krishna devoted himself to yoga. Then they departed for Kanyakubja, the city governed by King Jayachandra. Indula swiftly went forth with ten thousand horsemen, and the portion of Krishna, mounted on the horse Bindula, followed Devaki. They left the king’s prosperous village, taking leave with affection and explaining all the reasons for their departure. Jayachandra, the king, was then described by Devasimha. Yet Devasimha, finding himself hindered, went to the excellent portion of Krishna. Swiftly, mounted on Bindula and surrounded by five hundred horses, he set forth. Upon seeing him, the heroic Lakṣaṇa, riding atop an elephant, loosed an arrow, empowered by a mantra of Viṣṇu. Yet, by divine grace, the arrow became fruitless, causing no harm. Thus unfolded the sacred tale, each event flowing into the next, guided by the will of the Lord.