In the midst of a fierce and tumultuous battle, a mighty warrior cunningly deceived the formidable Mudgara, causing him to retreat far from the ranks of terrifying and ferocious warriors. With unyielding strength, he crushed a thousand attendants of Yama, and as the dreadful host of Yama’s followers lay slain, the demon Grasana grew greatly agitated. Raising a variety of weapons, Grasana beheld the army of attendants and thought that Yama, through his illusion, had created thousands of himself. Controlling his own agitation, Grasana unleashed showers of weapons upon the assembled army. Enraged, Grasana became a force as terrifying as the destruction at the end of an age. Some he pierced with his spear, others he struck with straight-flying arrows. He crushed others with his mace and battered many more with showers of clubs, while fierce blows from his javelins struck down others in the fray. Many attendants hung from Grasana’s arm, some hurled stones at him, and others wielded towering trees as weapons. Some bit his limbs with their teeth, while others pummeled his back with their fists. Despite being attacked by these fierce warriors, Grasana, maddened by anger, abandoned his body on the ground and crushed thousands in his fury. Rising again, Grasana struck those clinging to the attendants with his fists, but the relentless battle left him weary. Observing Grasana’s exhaustion and the devastation of his own army, Yama mounted his buffalo, raised his staff, and approached. As Yama drew near, Grasana struck him on the chest with his mace, but Antaka, the destroyer of enemies, disregarded the blow. In anger, Yama struck the tigers at the head of Grasana’s chariot with his staff, causing the chariot—half-dragged by the wounded tigers—to be pulled aside. Grasana’s mind became unsettled, like that of a mortal; abandoning his chariot, he descended to the earth on foot. The demon seized Yama with his arms, and the two began a fierce hand-to-hand struggle, Yama casting aside his weapons to fight with his own strength. Grasana, his power aroused, grabbed Yama by the waist-cloth and whirled him swiftly, as confusion overtakes the mind. Yama responded by grasping the demon’s neck with both arms, lifting him from the ground and whirling him with force. The two struck each other mercilessly with their fists, but the immense size of the demon king wore down Yama’s arms. Yama placed the demon on his shoulder, seeking respite, but Grasana, seeing Yama exhausted, brought him to his end with his strength. Grasana crushed Yama repeatedly against the earth with his heel and hands, until blood flowed from Yama’s mouth. Seeing Yama lifeless, Grasana abandoned him, and having achieved a fierce victory, released a mighty roar. Standing firm like a mountain, Grasana approached his own army, but Jambha, the lord of wealth, attacked him with arrows that pierced vital points. The directions were blocked by Jambha’s wrath, and Grasana’s army was cut down. Filled with anger, the lord of wealth launched his assault on Jambha the demon. He pierced Jambha’s heart with a thousand blazing arrows, struck his charioteer with a hundred arrows in battle, and his banner with ten. He shot seventy-five arrows into Jambha’s hands, ten into his bow, using arrows feathered with peacock plumes, oiled, and straight. He pierced the lion with one arrow, and Jambha himself with ten sharp arrows. Witnessing this exceedingly difficult feat, Jambha steadied his heart, though somewhat fearful, and took up sharp arrows that could pierce the enemy’s vital points. Drawing his bow to his ear, filled with rage, Jambha pierced the lord of wealth in the chest with sharp arrows. He struck the charioteer in the heart with a firm arrow and cut the bowstring with a single, oiled arrow. Then, with sharp, harsh arrows, he struck the lord of wealth in the chest with ten, performing a cruel deed. Struck firmly, the lord of wealth fell into deep confusion, but soon regained his courage and drew his dreadful bow. He released thousands of sharp arrows, filling the directions, the sky, the intermediate regions, the earth, and the demon’s troops. The arrows sped forth, covering the sun’s orb, but Jambha, in battle, cut each one down with many arrows. With swift aim, he countered the lord of wealth’s great prowess, but the lord of wealth, enraged by the demon king’s actions, scattered Jambha’s armies with showers of various arrows. Seeing this wicked deed of the lord of wealth, the demon took up a dreadful iron mace adorned with gold. With it, he crushed the yakshas, attendants of the lord of wealth, by the thousands. As they were struck down, the yakshas surrounded the chariot of the lord of wealth, releasing terrifying cries. Witnessing their affliction, the god seized a dreadful spear and swiftly slew thousands of demons with it. As the demons diminished, Jambha, overwhelmed by wrath, took up a battle-axe, the destroyer of those who hate demons. With that sharp-edged axe, Jambha cut the great chariot of the lord of wealth into hundreds of pieces, like a rat shredding soft cloth.