Kali, fierce and radiant, unleashed a series of mighty weapons upon the battlefield. First, she hurled the Agneya weapon, its fiery brilliance reminiscent of the flames that consume the cosmos at the time of destruction. Not pausing, she cast the Varuna weapon, wondrous and intense, followed by the Maheshvara weapon, which blazed with the heat of fire. The goddess then invoked the Narayana weapon, its power awakened through sacred mantra. As the Narayana weapon soared upward, glowing like the fires of dissolution, Kali carefully prepared and launched the Brahma weapon, again preceded by mantra. With this weapon, O King, she brought a cessation to the battle’s fury. Yet, the king, using a net of divine weapons, also brought about cessation, and with a net of sharp weapons, he shattered her assault into a hundred pieces. At this moment, Kali was forbidden from hurling further weapons, and a bodiless voice resounded. It declared that as long as the armor of Hari adorned the king’s neck, neither old age nor death could touch him; such was the boon granted by Brahma. With ease and anger, the king seized a hundred thousand demons, but the demon repelled them with a sharp divine weapon. The lord of demons, wielding his own divine powers, shattered their ranks into a hundred pieces. The king of demons, glorious and mighty, grew in stature and strength. Kali, filled with wrath and terrifying to behold, struck with her fist at great speed. She broke his chariot and struck down the charioteer. With her left hand, she seized Shankhachuda effortlessly. The demon staggered from the pain, losing consciousness for a moment. Yet, he did not engage in hand-to-hand combat with the goddess; instead, he bowed to her. He refrained from hurling any weapon at Kali, regarding her with devotion and as a mother, for his heart was devoted to Vishnu. The goddess seized the demon and whirled him around again and again. Then, a splendid aerial chariot appeared, adorned with the finest jewels, enchanting to behold. Out of great hunger, Kali consumed the blood and abundant flesh of the demons. She narrated the events of the battle, recounting everything in order from beginning to end. Still, a hundred thousand demon lords remained upon the battlefield. The lord of the demons was destined to be slain by the Pāśupata weapon. The king, wise and possessed of immense strength and valor, stood ready. At this time, Narayana spoke: Nārada himself went to the battle, accompanied by his followers. Shankhachuda, seeing Shiva, descended from his aerial chariot, quickly bowed to him, and then ascended his chariot once more. The battle between Shiva and the demon lasted for a full year, with both the blessed Lord and the demon laying aside their weapons. Out of the ranks arose a hundred exceedingly proud demons. Then Vishnu, master of great illusion, assumed the form of an aged brāhmaṇa. The brāhmaṇa addressed Shankhachuda, declaring him the giver of all prosperity, able to fulfill any desire of his heart. To the brāhmaṇa, who was fasting, aged, thirsty, and afflicted, the king spoke the syllable 'Om' with a cheerful and gracious face. Hearing this, the foremost of the Daityas gave away his excellent armor. Vishnu, now assuming the form of Shankhachuda, went to Tulasi. Meanwhile, Shambhu took up Hari's trident for the sake of the Daitya. The tip of the trident was empowered by Narayana, its middle by Brahma.