Escorted by Lord Asva and the rest of the agni asuras, the group arrived at a place where the forest finally cleared away, and a small settlement stood instead. Clay huts occupied the area in a rough circle. In the center of the settlement was a giant sacred fig tree, around which little agni asura children were scampering, playing their little games. None hid their asura forms under the guise of human skin. Puru saw what he had always yearned to see his entire life, beings who looked like him. He had always imagined when he eventually saw them, they would be engaged in some obscure tantra practice or meditation or would be preparing for another war.