Indra spread his arms wide.
Beneath them, a great wind rose, carrying endless ashes and transformed into a wind of ashes that blew across.
Whoosh!
The wind lifted dust and sand, descending upon the Mortal World!
He blinked, slowly looking down upon Earth, as immovable as Mandara Mountain, standing tall for ages.
The Devas were ecstatic.
"The Asuras have finally paid the price!"
"This is the price they deserved!"
"They must be killed!"
The Devas declared in unison.
Marut, too, was overjoyed, looking up at Indra with admiration.
This was even braver than Kashigyakya!
"Father!"
Marut, hands pressed together, was about to speak when he heard a voice.
"The Asuras of Earth have been given a Blessing!"
"From now on, we can no longer descend to Earth, Marut, and you will be separated from your mother!"
"Our battle with the Asuras has only just begun!"
Indra said slowly.
"!!!"
Marut's mouth gaped open, stunned on the spot.