In the midst of great turmoil, a figure named Devidatta was singled out as the one who would accomplish the task at hand. Nearby, a woman beheld Camunda, a brahmin tormented by the fire of desire. She recognized the cunning in this brahmin, and confided, “O mother, this clever brahmin will surely take me away.” Upon hearing her words, the king was overcome with shame. Meanwhile, those led by Brahma suffered defeat at the hands of their adversaries. The defenders, having fortified the gate to the utmost, fell into deep anxiety, but the powerful king, approved by the rulers, remained steadfast. Elsewhere, four leaders, headed by Talanada, gathered an army sixty thousand strong and marched to the city of Sirisha, arriving at the women’s grove. Bereft of happiness, they encountered the sage Himada. Bowing low, they spoke to him, their voices heavy with grief: “O sage, O powerful one, O destroyer of strength!” But the yogi Himada, upon hearing them, was destroyed by the king of the earth. When these dreadful tidings reached Krishna’s portion, he was absorbed in sorrow. He lamented deeply, crying out, “Alas, my kinsman, offspring of Dharma! Grant me your vision quickly, or else I will abandon my very life.” Thus addressed, his brother Balakhani, who moved among spirits, recounted all that had transpired, including his own misfortune. Ascending a divine aerial chariot, Balakhani departed for the delightful heavens. Stricken with sorrow, Krishna’s portion performed the sesame offering for his brother. Then, with the sound of the flute, Krishna’s portion, the enchanter of people, began to dance. The god Lakshana played the mṛdaṅga, and the bronze cymbals resounded. At that moment, Queen Malana beheld the dwarf festival. Krishna’s portion, together with his relatives, abandoned her, leaving her feeling unfortunate. Seeing Malana thus addressed, Krishna’s portion was overcome with affection and said, “O queen, we yogis are skilled in every kind of battle. Those barley and rice grains kept in your house—by our yogic army, we shall protect you.” Hearing these words, his devoted wife, her eyes like lotuses and her body dark and beautiful, rejoiced. The mighty king Durjaya was defeated by Krishna’s portion. Malana, overwhelmed with love, listened as all the women sang the auspicious deeds of Krishna’s portion. They prepared themselves and stood together, protected by the rhythm of clapping. Those heroes, proud of their strength, arrived at Kirtisagara. The king, destroyer of his lineage, learned that a portion of Krishna had come. By those yogis, O great king, all the women were plundered. The soldiers of that king came disguised in the garb of yogis. Upon hearing these dreadful words, Brahmananda, mighty in strength, responded. The quarrelsome king, with his army and heroic sons, prepared for battle. A great conflict erupted between the two armies on earth. Lakshana, fearless and heroic, stood like a lion among kings. He then defeated Kamasena, the god, in battle. Meanwhile, Brahma, powerful, bound Talana. Lakshana, whose bow had been broken, was also bound again by the mighty one. The yogi army, thrown into confusion, fled in all directions. Brahmananda had now come, bringing destruction to the army. Having said this, he gathered the forces and brought Brahmananda, marking the next turn in the unfolding saga.