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## 132
## The Scattering of the Eager Rejection
Fierce, blazing, scorching, like the sparks of a consuming fire, they struck the body of the Lord with cruel, sharp, and barbed weapons. ||37||
Though unperturbed, the Lord, filled with the essence of right resolve, created countless, fierce, and sharp-toothed jackals. ||38||
They roared, gnashing their teeth, tearing the body of the Lord into pieces, scattering fragments of flesh. ||39||
Still unfulfilled, the Lord of Death, in his rage, unleashed terrifying, venomous serpents with sharp fangs. ||40||
These great serpents, like creepers clinging to a mighty tree, encircled the great hero, Mahavir, with their coils. ||41||
They hissed and spat, their fangs tearing and ripping, just as the branches of a tree break and fall. ||42||
With their long, dangling necks, like ropes, the Lord, swift as lightning, struck down countless mice with his diamond-like teeth. ||43||
They gnawed at the Lord's body with their sharp teeth, claws, and hands, and then, in their cruelty, sprinkled salt on the wounds. ||44||
Unfazed by these creatures, the Lord, in his anger, created a mighty elephant with a massive, sharp tusk. ||45||
The elephant charged, its feet shaking the earth, its trunk tearing through the sky. ||46||
With its trunk, the elephant lifted the Lord high into the air, tossing him far away. ||47||
"Let him fall to pieces and be destroyed," thought the wicked one, as he watched the Lord falling through the sky. ||48||
The elephant, with its sharp tusks, repeatedly pierced the falling Lord, and from the impact of the diamond-like tusks, sparks flew from his chest. ||49||
The elephant, unable to do any further harm, turned its attention to the Lord's female companion, as if she were an enemy. ||50||
With its sharp, unbroken tusks, the elephant pierced the Lord's companion, and then, with its own body fluids, drenched her in poison. ||51||
From the dust and dirt on the elephant's feet, the Lord of the Asuras created a terrifying, fierce, and sharp-toothed demon. ||52||
The demon's mouth, filled with flames and wide open, was like a burning pyre. ||53||
Its arms, like the pillars of the gates of Yama, were raised high, and its thighs, like tall palm trees, were strong and sturdy. ||54||
The demon, with a mocking laugh, roared and danced, wielding a sword and a dagger, attacking the Lord. ||55||
Seeing the demon, the Lord, like a lamp with dwindling oil, in his anger, transformed into a fierce tiger. ||56||
The tiger, with its tail sweeping the ground, roared and howled, shaking the heavens with its cries. ||57||
With its diamond-like fangs and sharp claws, the tiger relentlessly attacked the Lord, the protector of the universe. ||58||
Seeing the Lord, like a tree consumed by fire, the Lord of the Asuras, in his wickedness, transformed into the form of King Siddhartha. ||59||
"Why are you undertaking this difficult path, my dear son? Abandon this path of renunciation. Do not disregard our pleas." ||60||
"You have abandoned me, your old father, in my time of need," cried Nandivardhana, and Trisala, his wife, wept repeatedly. ||61||
## End of Chapter 132