Swiftly they conquered—those swift ones became heroic in the great Brahman, Indra increased in power. The kingly Mead of Soma—the confidence of all—swept forward to strike the city.

When Indra, the destroyer, the most mighty, the strongest of the strong, the giver of food, the possessor of vast splendour, received (the thunderbolt), the shatterer of all the cities (of the asuras), he became the lord of the sweet Soma.

Indra, Strong, Victor, Mightier than the mighty, addressed with prayer and perfect in his splendour, Lord of the bolt that breaketh forts in pieces, became the King of the sweet juice of Soma..