Once on a time, the great and powerful Krishna lives, for a while, in the form of Agni in the forest of Khandava among some straw or dry grass. Soon was he pleased. Capable of going everywhere at will, it was Krishna who, having subjugated the Rakshasas and Uragas, poured thein as libations upon the burning fire.
स एकदा कक्षगतो महात्मा तुष्टो विभुः खाण्डवे धूमकेतुः। स राक्षसानुरगांश्चावजित्य सर्वत्रगः सर्वमग्नौ जुहोति॥