Fitting an arrow to each of his bows, he shot a volley of arrows, which flew and lodged like winged serpents. The shafts filled all available space on earth as well as in the heavens including the eight quarters, so that the monkeys knew not where to go. There was a wild uproar in the ranks of the monkeys and bears, who were all sore distressed and cried in anguish: “O Hero of Raghu’s line, O Ocean of mercy, O Befriender of the distressed, O Hari, O Saviour of mankind!”