The poet hath described this scence in a very attractive manner.,
According to him, the colour of the ochre-mountain is melting and falling on earth in the rainy season.156.,
Filled with rage, Chandika waged a fierce war with Raktavija in the battlefield.,
She pressed the army of the demons in an instant, just as the oilman presses the oil from the sesame seed.,
The blood is dripping on the earth just as the dyer’s colour-vessel cracks and the colour spreads.,
The wounds of the demons glitter like the lamps in the containers.157.,
Wherever the blood of Raktavija fell, many Raktavijas rose up there.,
Chandi caught hold of her ferocious bow and killed all of them with her arrows.,
Through all the new born Raktavijas were killed, still more Raktavijas rose up, Chandi killed all of them.
They all die and are reborn like bubbles produced by rain and then immediately becoming extinct.158.,
As many drops of blood of Raktavija fall on the ground, so many Raktavijas come into being.,
Shouting loudly “kill her, kill her”, those demons run before Chandi.,
Seeing this scene at that very moment, the poet imagined this comparison,
That in the glass-palace only one figure multiplies itself and appears like this.159.,
Many Raktavijas rise and in fury, wage the war.,
The arrows are shot from the ferocious bow of Chandi like the rays of the sun.,
Chandi killed and destroyed them, but they rose up again, the goddess continued killing them like the paddy thrashed by the wooden pestle.
Chandi hath separated their heads with her double-edged sword just as the fruit of marmelos breaks away from the tree.160.,
Many Raktavijas rising up, with swords in their hands, moved towards Chandi like this. Such demons rising from the drops of blood in great numbers, shower the arrows like rain.,
Such demons rising from the drops of blood in great numbers, shower the arrows like rain.,
Chandi again took her ferocious bow in her hand shooting volley of arrows killed all of them.,
The demons rise from the blood like the hair rising in cold season.161.,
Many Raktavijas have gathered together and with force and swiftness, they have besieged Chandi.,
Both the goddess and the lion together have killed all these forces of demons.,
The demons rose up again and produced such a loud voice which broke the contemplation of the sages.,
All the efforts of goddess were lost, but the pride of Raktavija was not decreased.162.,
DOHRA,
In this way, Chandika foutht with raktavija,
The demons became innumerable and the ire of the goddess was fruitless. 163.,
SWAYYA,
The eyes of powerful Chandi became red with rage on seeing many demons on all the ten directions.,
She chopped with her sword all the enemies like the petals of roses.,
One drop of blood fell on the body of the goddess, the poet hath imagined its comparison in this way,
In the temple of gold, the jeweler has got studded the red jewel in decoration.164.,
With anger, Chandi fought a longg war, the like of which had earlier been foutht by Vishnu with the demons Madhu.,
In order to destroy the demons, the goddess hath drawn forth the flame of fire from her forehead.,
From that flame, kali manifested herself and her glory spread like fear amongst cowards.,
It seemed that breaking the peak of Sumeru, the of Yamuna hath fallen down .165.,
The Sumeru shook and the heaven was terrified and the big mountains began to move speedily in all the ten directions.,
In all the fourteen worlds there was great commotion and a great illusion was created in the mind of Brahma.,
The meditative state of Shiva was broken and the earth burst when with great force Kali shouted loudly.,
In order to kill the demons, Kali hath taken the deathlike sword in her hand.166.,
DOHRA,
Chandi and Kali both together took this decision,
“I shall kill the demons and thou drinkest their blood, in this way we shall kill all the enemies.”167.
SWAYYA,
Taking Kali and the lion with her, Chandi besieged all the Raktavijas like the forest by the fire.,
With the power of the arrows of Chandi, the demons were burnt like bricks in the kiln.,