“’The dwellers of heaven were re-assured on hearing this speech from Sakra; and under his leadership, they again rushed against the Danavas.  And then the thirty-three crores of gods and all the powerful Marutas and the Sadhyas with the Vasus returned to the charge.  And the arrows which they angrily discharged against the enemy drew a large quantity of blood from the bodies of the Daityas and of their horses and elephants.  And those sharp arrows passing through their bodies fell upon the ground, looking like so many snakes falling from the sides of a hill.  And, O king, the Daityas pierced by those arrows fell fast on all sides, looking like so many detached masses of clouds.  Then the Danava host, struck with panic at that charge of the celestials on the field of battle, wavered at that shower of various weapons.  Then all the gods loudly gave vent to their joy, with arms ready to strike; and the celestial bands too struck up various airs.  Thus took place that encounter, so fearful to both sides:  for all the battle-field was covered with blood and strewn with the bodies of both gods and Asuras.  But the gods were soon worsted all on a sudden, and the terrible Danavas again made a great havoc of the celestial army.  Then the Asuras drums struck up and their shrill bugles were sounded; and the Danava chiefs yelled their terrific war-cry.

“’Then a powerful Danava, taking a huge mass of rock in his hands, came out of that terrible Daitya army.  He looked like the sun peering forth from against a mass of dark clouds.  And, O king, the celestials, beholding that he was about to hurl that mass of rock at them, fled in confusion.  But they were pursued by Mahisha, who hurled that hillock at them.  And, O lord of the world, by the falling of that mass of rock, ten thousand warriors of the celestial army were crushed to the ground and breathed their last.  And this act of Mahisha struck terror into the hearts of the gods, and with his attendant Danavas he fell upon them like a lion attacking a herd of deer.  And when Indra and the other celestials observed that Mahisha was advancing to the charge, they fled, leaving behind their arms and colours.  And Mahisha was greatly enraged at this, and he quickly advanced towards the chariot of Rudra; and reaching near, he seized its pole with his hands.  And when Mahisha in a fit of rage had thus seized the chariot of Rudra, all the Earth began to groan and the great Rishis lost their senses.  And Daityas of huge proportions, looking like dark clouds, were boisterous with joy, thinking that victory was assured to them.  And although that adorable god (Rudra) was in that plight, yet he did not think it worth while to kill Mahisha in battle; he remembered that Skanda would deal the deathblow to that evil-minded Asura.  And the fiery Mahisha, contemplating with satisfaction the prize (the chariot of Rudra) which he had secured,