तदा व्याकुलिता लोकाः परस्परभयाकुलाः । पलायनपरा जाता महोत्पातममंसत
Then the people became agitated, overwhelmed by mutual fear, intent on fleeing, and regarded it as a great calamity.
तदा शत्रुघ्न आयातो रथे स्थित्वा महायशाः । श्रीरामस्मरणं कृत्वा चापे संधाय सायकान्
Then Shatrughna arrived, of great fame, standing in his chariot; remembering Shri Rama, he fitted arrows to his bow.
तां मायां स विधूयाथ मोहनास्त्रेण वीर्यवान् । शरधाराः किरन्व्योम्नि ववर्ष समरेसुरम्
Then, that mighty one dispelled the illusion with the weapon of delusion, and rained down streams of arrows in the sky upon the battlefield.
तदादिशः प्रसेदुस्ता रविस्त्वपरिवेषवान् । मेघा यथागतं याता विद्युतः शांतिमागताः
At that moment, the directions became clear; the sun, encircled by its halo, shone forth, and the clouds departed as they had come, the lightning returning to calm.
तदा विमानं पुरतो दृश्यते राक्षसैर्युतम् । छिंधि भिंधीति भाषाभिर्व्याकुलं सुतरां महत्
Then, before them appeared a great aerial chariot crowded with rakshasas, tumultuous with shouts of 'Cut! Pierce!' and filled with great confusion.
बाणाश्च शतसाहस्राः स्वर्णपुंखैश्च शोभिताः । पेतुर्विमाने नभसि स्थिते कामगमे मुहुः
Hundreds of thousands of arrows, adorned with golden feathers, fell repeatedly upon the aerial chariot, which stood in the sky, moving at will.
तदा भग्नं विमानं हि दृश्यते न तदुच्चकैः । स्वपुरी खण्डमेकत्र भग्नांगमिव भूतले
Then, the broken aerial chariot was seen no longer high above, but in its own city, shattered in one place like a body with broken limbs on the earth.
तदा प्रकुपितो दैत्यो बाणान्धनुषि संदधे । तैर्बाणैर्विकिरन्रामभ्रातरं चाभिगर्जितः
Then, the enraged demon fitted arrows to his bow and, roaring, showered those arrows upon Rama's brother.
ते बाणाः शतशस्तस्य लग्ना वपुषि भूरिशः । शोभामापुः शोणितौघान्वहंतस्तीक्ष्णवक्त्रिणः
Those arrows, by the hundreds, struck his body repeatedly, their sharp points carrying streams of blood, and they shone brilliantly.
शत्रुघ्नः परया शक्त्या संयुक्तो वायुदैवतम् । अस्त्रं धनुषि चाधत्त राक्षसानां प्रकम्पनम्
Shatrughna, endowed with a supreme spear empowered by the wind-god, set upon his bow a weapon that would shake the rakshasas.
तेनास्त्रेण विमानात्खात्पतन्तो मुक्तमूर्धजाः । दृश्यंते भूतवेतालसंघा इव नभश्चराः
By that weapon, rakshasas fell from the aerial chariot, their hair disheveled, appearing like hosts of spirits and goblins moving through the sky.
तदस्त्रं रघुनाथस्य भ्रात्रा मुक्तं विलोक्य सः । अस्त्रं च पाशुपत्यं स चापे धाद्दनुजात्मजः
Seeing that weapon released by Shatrughna, the son of Raghu, his adversary then placed the Pashupata weapon upon his bow.
ततः प्रवृत्ता वेताला भूताः प्रेतनिशाचराः । कपालकर्तरीयुक्ताः पिबन्तः शोणितं बहु
Then, spirits, ghosts, and night-wandering demons appeared, adorned with skulls and cleavers, drinking copious blood.
ते वै शत्रुघ्नवीराणां रुधिराणि पपुर्मुदा । जीवतामपि दुर्वाराः कर्तरीपाणिशोभिताः
Those beings joyfully drank the blood of Shatrughna's heroes, irresistible even among the living, their hands shining with cleavers.
तदस्त्रं व्याप्नुवद्दृष्ट्वा सर्ववीरप्रभंजनम् । मुमोच तन्निरासाय चास्त्रं नारायणाभिधम्
Seeing that weapon enveloping all and destroying the valor of every hero, he released the weapon known as Narayana to dispel it.
नारायणास्त्रं तान्सर्वान्वारयामास तत्क्षणात् । ते सर्वे विलयं प्रापुर्निशाचरप्रणोदिताः
The Narayana weapon immediately repelled all those beings, and all the night-wandering demons vanished at once.
तदा क्रुद्धो निशाचारी विद्युन्माली समाददे । त्रिशूलं निशितं घोरं शत्रुघ्नं हंतुमुल्बणम्
Then, the enraged night-wanderer Vidyunmali seized a sharp, terrible trident, intent on killing Shatrughna.
शूलहस्तं समायांतं विद्युन्मालिनमाहवे । सायकैः प्राहरत्तस्य भुजे त्वर्धशशिप्रभैः
As Vidyunmali, holding the trident, approached in battle, Shatrughna struck his arm with arrows shining like half-moons.
तैर्बाणैश्छिन्नहस्तः स शिरसा हंतुमुद्यतः । हतोसि याहि शत्रुघ्न कस्त्वां त्राता भविष्यति
His arm severed by those arrows, he prepared to strike with his head, saying, 'You are slain, go now, Shatrughna! Who will save you?
इति ब्रुवाणं तरसा चिच्छेद शितसायकैः । मस्तकं तस्य बलिनः शूरस्य सह कुंडलम्
As he spoke thus, Shatrughna swiftly cut off the head of that mighty, heroic one, along with his earrings, with sharp arrows.
तं छिन्नशिरसं दृष्ट्वा उग्रदंष्ट्रः प्रतापवान् । मुष्टिना हंतुमारेभे शत्रुघ्नं शूरसेवितम्
Seeing him with his head severed, the fierce-fanged, mighty one prepared to strike Shatrughna, honored by heroes, with his fist.
शत्रुघ्नस्तु क्षुरप्रेण सायकेनाच्छिनच्छिरः । प्रधावतो रणे वीरान्सर्वशस्त्रास्त्रकोविदान्
But Shatrughna, with a razor-edged arrow, cut off the head of the one running in battle, skilled in all weapons and missiles.
हतशेषा ययुः सर्वे राक्षसा नाथवर्जिताः । शत्रुघ्नं प्रणिपत्याथ ददुर्वाजिनमाहृतम्
All the surviving rakshasas, deprived of their leader, approached Shatrughna, bowed to him, and brought forth the horse.
ततो वीणानिनादाश्च शंखनादाः समंततः । श्रूयंते शूरवीराणां जयनादा मनोहराः
Then, everywhere, the sounds of veenas and conch shells were heard, and the victorious cries of heroic warriors, enchanting to the mind.
शेष उवाच। प्राप्य तं वाजिनं राजा शत्रुघ्नो राक्षसैर्हृतम् । अत्यंतं हर्षमापेदे पुष्कलेन समन्वितः
Shesha said: Having recovered the horse taken by the rakshasas, King Shatrughna, accompanied by Pushkala, became exceedingly joyful.
रुधिरैः सिक्तगात्रास्ते योधा लक्ष्मीनिधिस्तथा । रणोत्साहेन संयुक्तं प्रशशंसुर्महानृपम्
Those warriors, their bodies stained with blood, and the treasury of fortune, praised the great king, who was filled with enthusiasm for battle.
हते तस्मिन्महादैत्ये विद्युन्मालिनि दुर्जये । सुराः सर्वे भयं त्यक्त्वा सुखमापुर्मुनेमहत्
When that great demon Vidyunmali, difficult to conquer, was slain, all the gods abandoned fear and attained great happiness.
नद्यस्तु विमला जाता रविस्तु विमलोऽभवत् । वाता ववुः सुगंधोद सिक्ता विमलशुष्मिणः
The rivers became pure, the sun shone clear, fragrant winds blew, and the moist, spotless breezes flowed.
सन्नद्धास्ते महावीरा रथस्था विमलांगकाः । राजानमूचुस्ते सर्वे जयलक्ष्म्या समन्विताः
Those great heroes, armored and standing in chariots with shining limbs, all addressed the king, adorned with the fortune of victory.
वीरा ऊचुः। दिष्ट्या हतस्त्वया दैत्यो विद्युन्माली महामते । यद्भयात्त्रासमापन्नाः सुराः स्वर्गान्निराकृताः
The heroes said: By fortune, you have slain the demon Vidyunmali, O wise one, whose terror had driven the gods from heaven.