The sage squirmed against the tree seeking relief from the intense heat of the fire. "Very well. I will tell you how I ended up here.
"I was once walking by this tree when I saw an agni asura meditating under it. It appeared curious to me that an agni asura would be engaged in such austere meditation, unlike his kind. So, I laughed at him and mocked him for going against his nature. If only I knew how powerful that asura was!" the sage lamented, "he looked at me with fire in his eyes and cursed me that every night when I go to sleep, I will find myself tied to this oak tree, surrounded by fire until sunrise. For years, I haven't rested my eyes, child. Please relieve me from my suffering." The sage began to cry, his body shaking with sobs.
"My lord, I apologize that you were punished brutally for a matter so trivial. Allow me to try one more time to rescue you from the tree." Puru shouted back to the sage and, without hesitation, stepped into the fire.
