Those flames made the celestial army struggle on the ground. Their heads, their bodies, their arms and their riding animals were all burnt in that conflagration; they all appeared like stars displaced from their proper spheres. Thus afflicted they all abandoned the wielder of thunder and took protection of the son of Agni. Thus they secured peace. Being thus forsaken by the celestial, Indra hurled his thunder on Skanda.
अदहद् देवसैन्यानि वेपमानानि भूतले। ते प्रदीप्तशिरोदेहाः प्रदीप्तायुधवानहाः॥ प्रच्युताः सहसा भान्ति व्यस्तास्तारागणा इव। दह्यमानाः प्रपन्नास्ते शरणं पावकात्मजम्॥ देवा वलाधरं त्यक्त्वा ततः शान्तिमुपागताः। त्यक्तो देवैस्ततः स्कन्दे वलां शक्रो न्यपातयत्॥