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72 in succeeding existences, a body to be sacrificed for others!

Speedily will I catch up and eat this Nága, dressed in red garments, who looks as if besmeared with blood, which gushes from his heart that has burst through fear of me. I will first split open with my beak, which is fiercer than the fierceness of a thunderbolt, the breast of this one, who has fallen on the surface of the execution rock, to save the rest of Nágas.

[Making a descent, he seizes the hero.

Why now does this shower of flowers fall, rejoicing the bees with their fragrance? Or why does this noise of drums cause to re-echo the quarters of the sky? (Smiling.) Ah! I know what it is. I conjecture that even the tree of Paradise itself is shaken by the wind of my speed; and that the clouds of doomsday give forth their growl, anticipating the world's immediate annihilation.

Good luck! I have attained my desire.

Although this protector of the Snakes seems to me