That mighty one uttered such a terrible roar that the three worlds with their mobile and immobile divisions became struck with fear. Hearing that sound which seemed like the roarings of big clouds, the great Nagas, Chitra and Airavata, were shaken with fear. Seeing them unsteady, that lad shining with sun like refulgence, held them with both his hands. With a dart in one hand and with a stout, redcentral and big cock fast secured in another, that mighty-armed son of Agni sported about making a fearful noise.