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Having heard that he had freed the sons of Surya from Naraka and killed Saatop, Yama, the lord of death, became very angry. He was as fierce as Yama himself, and he mounted his chariot, his hand on his bow, his face filled with rage. He was a mighty warrior, his banner flying high, his brow furrowed like a serpent's, his eyes blazing red, as if he were burning the forest of the world. He was surrounded by his own reflections, his vassals, and his chariot was enveloped in a blaze of light. 471-474
Seeing Yama emerge, Dasanana restrained Vibhishana and, filled with rage, prepared for battle. 475
Yama, his face contorted with fury, was consumed by the death of Saatop and engaged Dasanana in battle. 476
Seeing Yama, the Rakshasa army was terrified. Their movements became sluggish, and they retreated in dismay to Dasanana's side. 477
Dasanana, mounted on his chariot, then advanced towards Yama, showering him with arrows. Yama responded in kind. 478
The sky was filled with the sound of their arrows, as dense as a cloud of thunderheads. 479
Kaisika's son struck Yama's charioteer with an arrow, and he fell to the ground like a fallen star. 480
Yama, struck by a sharp arrow, was left without his chariot. He was so terrified that he vanished into the sky in an instant. 481
Then, trembling with fear, Yama returned to his inner palace, accompanied by his son and ministers. 482
He bowed to Indra and said, "O God, hear my plea. I have no further use for the game of Yama. 483
"Be pleased, or be angry, or take my life, or do whatever you wish. I will not oppose the will of Yama." 484