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Mahapuraana, Uttara Puraana
He was seated on the back of the great elephant, Kaalamegha, who was intoxicated with pride. His banner, the flag of the Rakshasas, was fluttering in the face of the wind. His radiant wheel was shining in front of him, and his umbrella was blocking the sun. He had deafened the ears of the elephants with the sound of his many drums. He was ready for battle, filled with pride, and on this side, Rama was filled with anger when he heard of his arrival.
He was unstoppable, burning his enemies with the fire of his anger. The flames of his gaze, like arrows, were shooting out from his eyes. He was throwing them in all directions, like burning coals, ready for battle. He was blessed with the fifth limb of the army, the group of Mahavidyas. His banner was a palm tree, and he was riding on the elephant, Anjan Parvat. Lakshmana, whose banner was a Garuda holding a snake in its beak, was riding on the elephant, Vijay Parvat. They both first bowed to the Jineshwar, the destroyer of all obstacles, and then, surrounded by Sugriva, Anuman, and other Vidyadharas, they set out to destroy the darkness of their enemies, like the sun and the moon.
They were both shining like stars, and they were the destroyers of the arrogant and the foolish. They had divided their army to face Ravana, and they stood in the battlefield, ready to fight. The sound of their drums was drowning out the sound of their enemies' drums, and it seemed as if they were entering the caves, forts, and other places, driven by the force of their attack.
The roar of the elephants and the neighing of the horses were increasing the courage of the warriors. The battle that was about to begin was terrifying the enemies and blocking the sky. They were invincible, like the gods.
The archers were ready with their bows, and their arrows were like the waves of the ocean, ready to strike.
534-536. Ravana himself was speaking.