Sloka:

With increased vigour, those valorous demon and king, challenged each other, and with utter enemity and anxiety, lifting the club, striking the earth with palms, angrily engage in the battle vociferously.

 

Defend these weapons – you Demon,

the worst, Defend these weapons.

 

Hey, the ignoramus devil – you would be mutilated

and to the death--land – you would go within a moment.

 

Defend these weapons – you Demon,

the worst, Defend these weapons.