A woman approached Bali and asked him directly, “Who are you? Tell me—for what purpose have you come here?” Bali listened as she replied, “O Bali, I have come to you, compelled by force, as a queen.” She explained further, “Maghavan has abandoned me; therefore, I have come here to you.” She then described four distinct women, each adorned differently: one dressed in white garments, decorated with white garlands and ointments; another in red attire, with red garlands and ointments; a third in yellow, golden in hue, adorned with yellow garlands and ointments; and the fourth, clad in blue, with blue garlands, fragrances, and ointments. The one in white, pure and virtuous, was seated upon an elephant. The red-clad woman, filled with passion, rode a horse. The auspicious woman, radiant in yellow like gold, sat in a chariot. The fourth, draped in blue garments, was mounted upon a bull. She explained how each was revered by different classes: the Brahmins and others called the white-formed woman Sarasvati; the Kshatriyas declared the red-hued one Jayashri; the Vaishyas always revered the yellow-clad, golden-bodied woman; and the Shudras praised, with great devotion, the blue-bodied woman. Thus, these women were distinguished by the god who bears the discus. She spoke of histories, ancient tales, the Vedas and their branches, and prescribed instructions. She listed pearls, gold, silver, chariots, horses, elephants, and ornaments; cows, buffaloes, donkeys, camels, lands of gold, and garments. Among all the various classes, she affirmed, there is but one origin. “These arise among the noble ones,” she said, “listen, I shall tell you about them.” In the forest of gifts, those who resort to the great lotus are found. Those devoted to the lotus are known as universally contented people. People associated with just and unjust expenditures resort to the great blue lotus. Those engaged in theft and false speech are those who turn to the conch. She explained that this was the decision regarding their gifts. Then she addressed Bali as “lord of the forest of gifts,” declaring, “I have a vow approved by the virtuous. There is no one in the three worlds equal to you or superior in strength. By your valor in battle, you have conquered the king of the gods. Seeing your supreme courage, surpassing the strength of all, O best of the Dānavas, it is no wonder, being born in the lineage of Hiraṇyakaśipu. O king, even the great ancestor of the Daityas has been surpassed by you.” Having spoken these words to Bali, the lord of the Dānavas, and when she had entered there, the women were like widows. Radiance, intelligence, effort, prosperity, knowledge, conduct, and compassion—all these, taking refuge in Bali, found rest as they wished. Bali was a performer of sacrifices, an ascetic, gentle, truthful in speech, a giver, a supporter, and a protector of his own people. He was ever illustrious, devoted to righteousness, self-controlled, and though a human, an enjoyer of desires. Meanwhile, the lord of Śacī, along with the gods, went to the abode of Brahmā. There he saw his father, Kaśyapa, seated with the sages.