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The seventh festival is in Ashwin, the eight Vasus, the four types of gods, Narada, Tumburu, Visvavasu and other singers, Urvashi, Menaka, Manjuswani and other Apsaras, and Brihaspati the minister, all these glories he had established like Indra. ||29-31|| After that, he became the lord of all the Vidyadharas, possessing the glory of Indra, obtained through the auspicious rise of Nami the Vidyadhara. ||32|| At that time, Mali, the lord of Lanka, was a great and powerful king, and he ruled over all the Vidyadharas as before. ||33|| Residing in Lanka, Mali, proud of his brothers' strength, ruled over all the cities on Mount Vijayad. ||34|| Whatever excellent things were reported by the spies in both categories, such as courtesans, vehicles, airplanes, girls, clothes, and ornaments, the brave and powerful Mali immediately brought them to his place. He considered himself the best because of his strength, knowledge, and glory. ||35-36|| Now, having taken refuge in Indra, the Vidyadharas began to disobey Mali's orders. Hearing this news, the mighty Mali, along with his brothers and the sons of Kishkindha, set out for Mount Vijayad. ||37|| Some were riding on airplanes of various hues, as high as the evening clouds, some were riding in golden chariots resembling large palaces, some were riding on black elephants like clouds, some were riding on horses that moved as fast as beads, some were riding on tigers, some on cheetahs, some on bulls, some on lions, some on camels, some on donkeys, some on buffaloes, some on swans, some on wolves, and some on other vehicles. Thus, Mali, with his radiant body, covered the entire sky with his various vehicles and approached Mount Vijayad. ||38-40|| Then, Sumali, full of brotherly affection, said to Mali, "Brother, let us stay here today, let us not go further, or let us return to Lanka. The reason is that we have seen bad omens on the way again and again. ||41-42|| Look, there, a crow is sitting on the top of a dry tree, with one leg contracted, flapping its wings repeatedly. Its mind seems very disturbed, it is holding a dry stick in its beak, looking towards the sun, and making a harsh sound.