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Even though they are powerful in the world, they receive great disrespect. ||546|| Or let it be, what is the point of saying all this? O father! You will attain peace by seeing the results. Until this task is completed, I will keep my hair loose. ||547|| Then, the parents, frightened by the inauspicious omen, did not dissuade them with words. They only looked at them with affectionate eyes and said, "O sons! Go." ||548|| Then, the three brothers, like the dwellers of the celestial abodes, emerged from the netherworld and marched towards the enemy. At that time, the three brothers were filled with enthusiasm and were ablaze with weapons. ||549|| Then, a river of demons, a host of demons, with a torrent of moving weapons, spread across the sky, following them. ||550|| The three sons marched on, and their hearts were filled with affection, and their parents watched them with auspicious blessings as long as they were visible to their eyes. ||551|| Then, from the peak of Trikuta mountain, they saw Lanka, and with their mature vision, they thought, "We have already taken it." ||552|| As they went, they killed many demons, subdued many, and displaced many from their positions. ||553|| The vassals of the enemy side, humbled, joined the army, and the three princes, who were the bearers of great strength, became endowed with a large army. ||554|| Hearing of the arrival of the enemy, Nirghata, who was skilled in warfare and whose shadow, cast by his moving umbrella, covered the sun, emerged from Lanka. ||555|| Then, there was a great battle between the two armies. Their great battle was a destroyer of beings, with horses, maddened elephants, and countless chariots. ||556|| The sky seemed to be made of earth, with the multitude of elephants, the water flowing from their cheeks seemed to be made of water, the wind generated by their ear-shaped fans seemed to be made of wind, and the fire generated by their mutual blows seemed to be made of fire. ||557-558|| What is the use of killing other, insignificant Vidyadharas in the battle? Where is that wicked Nirghata? Where is he? Thus, he urged.
1. प्रौढ्या म.।