Verse 45

⁴⁵Then the antigod went into hiding and let loose an antigods' maya, and out of it a mountain appeared above the army of the gods, master. ⁴⁶Trees fell from it, burning with the fire of the forest, and rocks with peaks sharp as chisels, grinding the enemy's force to powder. ⁴⁷Great serpents sprang out, and biting snakes and scorpions, and lions and tigers and boars, and great elephants trampling. ⁴⁸And women of the night-walkers by the hundred, naked, with spears in their hands, crying Cut him! Split him! and companies of raksasas as well, master. ⁴⁹Then great clouds in the sky, deep and harsh of voice, thunderheads driven by the winds, poured down burning coals.

⁵⁰A very great fire let loose by the Daitya, with the wind for its charioteer, fierce as the fire at the ending of an age, burned the flag-bearing host of the gods. ⁵¹Then the sea was seen on every side, risen over its shore, terrible with its waves and whirlpools thrown up by furious winds. ⁵²So, as these mayas were let loose by the Daityas, great makers of maya, terrible in their movements that could not be marked, the soldiers of the gods sank into despair.