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The king, seated on his chariot and wielding a bow, made the world seem like mere grass, driving back your army a yojana with a shower of arrows. ||120-121|| Seeing Sahasrarashmi approaching, Dashaanan mounted his elephant, Trilokamanadan. ||122|| Ravana, whose brilliance was unbearable, was seen by his terrified enemies, and he released a shower of arrows, leaving Sahasrarashmi chariotless. ||123|| Then Sahasrarashmi, mounted on a superior elephant, charged again, filled with wrath, towards the Rakshasa king. ||124|| The arrows released by Sahasrarashmi pierced the armor and tore apart the limbs of Dashaanan, whose faces were sharp as blades. ||125|| Ravana, pulling the arrows from his body, laughed and said to Sahasrarashmi, "Oh Ravana, you seem to be a great archer. From whom did you receive this skill?" ||126|| "My boy, first learn the art of archery and practice, then you can fight me. You seem to be devoid of wisdom." ||128|| Enraged by these harsh words, Ravana struck Sahasrarashmi on the forehead with a spear. ||129|| A stream of blood flowed, and his eyes spun. ||130|| While Sahasrarashmi was dazed and regaining his senses, Ravana, with a swift leap, captured the valiant warrior. ||131|| Ravana bound him and took him to his camp. ||132|| The celestial beings watched in amazement, wondering who could capture him if he were to escape. ||132|| The sun, surrounded by the ramparts of twilight, set, as if Sahasrarashmi had learned a lesson from this incident. ||133|| The world was enveloped in darkness, making good and evil indistinguishable, as if it were shrouded by the immense anger of Ravana. ||134||