The mighty prince, surrounded by the tiger-like leaders of the night-dwellers, shone resplendent upon his chariot, evoking the grandeur of Indra among the gods. Nearby, Narāntaka mounted a magnificent white horse, dazzling and swift as Uccaiḥśravas, adorned with gold and immense in size. Brandishing a spear that glowed like fire, Narāntaka radiated power, while the radiant Guha, armed and ready, stood out like a peacock perched on a mountain. Devāntaka, gripping a gold-adorned mace, lifted a mountain with his arms, emulating the form of Vishnu himself. Mahāpārśva, brimming with energy and valor, seized his own mace and shone in battle, reminiscent of Kubera in his might. These great souls advanced with elephants, horses, and chariots, their thunderous approach echoing like the gods in Amaravati. The rakṣasas, armed with splendid weapons, rushed forth, their brilliance rivaling the sun. Crowned and adorned in splendor, they appeared like radiant planets in the sky, the array of their weapons gleaming white. Like a flock of swans amidst autumn clouds, they resolved firmly—either to fall in battle or to vanquish their enemies. With their minds set, these heroes marched forward, seeking combat, roaring and sounding their trumpets, unleashing arrows. Fierce and resolute, they seized their weapons as they advanced, their shouts and blows making the earth tremble. The lion-like roars of the rakṣasas resounded through the sky, and the mighty lords of the rakṣasas emerged joyfully for battle. As they approached, they saw the army of monkeys, who were raising rocks and trees, while the great-souled monkeys in turn beheld the formidable rakṣasa forces. The demon army was crowded with elephants, horses, and chariots, their bells ringing, dark as blue clouds, and armed with mighty weapons. Surrounded on all sides by night-dwellers blazing like fiery rays, the monkeys, seeing their adversaries approach, readied themselves for battle. Raising great mountains, the monkeys roared again and again, unable to bear the presence of the rakṣasas, their cries echoing in reply. Hearing the resounding shouts of both the demon hosts and the monkey chiefs, the mighty demons, unable to withstand the fierce exultation of their foes, roared even more terribly. The chiefs of the monkeys, entering the dreadful army of the demons, roamed about with raised mountains, appearing as peaks among the hills. Some monkeys leapt into the sky, others onto the ground, and some, enraged, attacked the demon army wielding trees and rocks as weapons. The foremost monkeys, seizing great trees with thick trunks, made the battle terrible, the field crowded with demons and monkeys. With trees, rocks, and mountain peaks, they unleashed an unceasing rain of missiles; though assailed by volleys of arrows, the monkeys of dreadful prowess pressed on. In battle, both demons and monkeys roared like lions; the monkeys crushed their adversaries with rocks. Enraged, they struck down demons adorned with armor and ornaments, some riding chariots, others mounted on elephants and horses. The monkeys, leaping suddenly, struck down the demons, their bodies armed with mountain peaks, their fists bloodied and eyes rolling in fury. Foremost demons staggered, fell, and roared in pain, while the demons pierced monkeys and elephants with sharp arrows. With spears, clubs, swords, lances, and javelins, both sides struck each other down, each striving for victory. Monkeys and demons, their bodies smeared with the blood of their enemies, hurled mountains and swords at one another. In a moment, the earth was covered and soaked with blood, strewn with demon corpses resembling mountains, trampled in the frenzy of battle; the ground was filled with those intoxicated by war. Monkeys, thrown, hurled, and struck by broken mountains, fought again at close quarters, creating a wondrous battle. The foremost demons struck down monkeys with monkeys, and monkeys likewise struck down demons with demons. Then the demons hurled rocks and mountains, striking down their foes, while the monkeys, breaking their weapons, struck down the demons. They struck each other with mountain peaks, breaking one another, and the battle resounded with lion-like roars. The demons, their armor and body-protectors shattered, were slain by the monkeys, their blood flowing like sap from trees. Some monkeys in battle struck down chariots with chariots, elephants with elephants, and horses with horses. With razors, crescent-shaped arrows, and sharp shafts, the rākṣasas shattered the trees and rocks hurled by the monkey chiefs. Mountains lay scattered, trees were cut down in battle, and with monkeys and rākṣasas slain, the earth became impassable. The monkeys, proud and exhilarated in their actions, cast off fear and fought together with the rākṣasas, wielding various weapons, their spirits undaunted. As the tumultuous and fierce struggle began, with monkey leaders rejoicing and rākṣasas being struck down, the great sages and hosts of gods roared aloud in approval. Then Narāntaka, mounting a horse swift as the wind and grasping a sharp spear, plunged into the fierce monkey army like a fish entering a vast ocean. That hero, with his blazing spear, pierced seven hundred monkeys, and in a moment, the mighty foe of Indra slew the army of the foremost monkeys.