Verse 21

²¹Seeing him, whose speed none could withstand, his golden anklets ringing, wearing the Vaijayanti garland, his great mace laid across his shoulder, ²²swollen with the boon of strength in mind and body, not to be curbed, fearing nothing from any side, the gods hid themselves in fear, like snakes frightened by Tarksya. ²³When the Daitya king saw that the bands of gods with Indra, dazed, had vanished before his own splendour, and did not see them, he roared aloud. ²⁴Then, turning back and meaning to make sport, that being of great strength plunged into the deep and terribly sounding sea, like an elephant in rut. ²⁵When he had entered, Varuna's soldiers, the hosts of the waters, their minds sunk and full of terror, though he struck none of them, were overborne by his splendour and fled far off.

²⁶That greatly strong one ranged the ocean for many years, striking again and again with his iron-bound mace the great waves the wind drove; and, dear one, he came to Vibhavari, the city of Pracetas.