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## The Sixty-Second Festival
They said, "The lord of birds is partial, he cannot be stopped. I will not go to see him," he replied. || 130 || "This should not be said without seeing the Chakravarti. Even in the body, there is no stability, who then deserves to stand?" || 131 || Hearing these words of the king, they both decided to revolve the wheel. Is he the cause of pots and other things, the chief of causes? || 132 || "What is there to see?" When asked, they angrily replied, "This jewel of a daughter, fit for the Chakravarti, is it now digesting for you? And how can the king of Rathnupura, with his burning hair, and Prajapati, even keep his name safe when the Chakravarti is angry?" || 133-134 || Immediately, the two messengers, swift-moving, departed from there. Reaching Ashvagriva, they bowed and told him the news of Tripruṣṭha's pride. || 135 || Ashvagriva, unable to bear it, with harsh eyes, caused the war-commencing drum to be sounded. || 136 || Its sound, destroying the pride of the elephants, spread to the ends of the directions. Indeed, when the Chakravarti is angry, what great men are not afraid? || 137 || With his four-armed army, he went to the Rathāvarta mountain. Meteors fell, the earth trembled, and fires blazed in the directions. || 138 || When the two sons of Prajapati, whose power spread everywhere and who had consumed the fuel of their enemies with the fire of their prowess, heard this, they came forward. || 139 || There, a great battle took place between the two armies. The destruction of both armies was equal, so Yama truly attained the position of mediator. || 140 || After fighting for a long time, Tripruṣṭha thought, "Why is the destruction of the soldiers in vain?" Thinking this, he went to face Ashvagriva for battle. || 141 || Ashvagriva, bound by a great enmity from past lives, was very angry, and he covered his enemy with a shower of arrows. || 142 || Unable to conquer each other in a duel, both, fueled by their great knowledge, prepared to engage in a magical battle. || 143 || Ashvagriva, for a long time, threw his wheel at Tripruṣṭha. Then, in anger, Keshava seized it and cut off his head. || 144 ||