Catfish's great hammer slipped from her hand, falling feebly and sinking deep into the ocean of yellow spring. As it fell, several hapless Yakshas happened to be standing in its way. They howled tragically as the hammer smashed them into meat pulp and brought them down together with it.
A foggy, gray light shone out of her eyes, and in it showed a gray tiger crouched on a hilltop, yawning lazily. A few moments later, the light flickered, and the tiger was now caught by a great black eagle into the sky. As it soared, the eagle buried its hard, sharp beak into the crown of the tiger's head, and then wrenched it up.
