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The forest of Patta-Vanasri was completely devastated. Seeing this, the king of Bharata was laughing as if he were adorned with Kunda flowers. The six-limbed army was stationed in that dense forest. The water there was polluted by the blows of the tusks of elephants, the lake was muddy by the trampling of the herd of buffaloes, the trees were cut down by the axes of the woodcutters. The ripe fruits were tasted, the tender leaves were plucked, the grass was grazed by the Gomandals, the mango groves were crushed, the Kokil family flew away, the Bhils cried out in fear. The lotuses were plucked and left behind. The swarm of bees flew away in all ten directions. The beautiful deer fled, scattering here and there. The male and female couples, attached to their love-nests and pleasure-houses, were sleeping. The king's elephants tore apart the elephant of Vindhya. And the roaring lion was killed by the warriors.
Thus ends the thirteenth chapter of the Maha-kavya, named "Tri-khanda Vasundhara Prasadhak", composed by the great poet Pushpadanta and approved by the great Bharata, in this Maha-purana adorned with the qualities of sixty-three great men.