Some time later came the sea-monsters called _toudaks_ and attacked Singapore. They leaped upon the shore, and people who were there died in great numbers, overtaken by these _toudaks_. If they struck a man on the breast, they pierced to his back. If they struck the neck or the loins, they pierced clear through from one side to the other. There were many killed. People ran about crying: "The _toudaks_ are attacking us!" "What shall we do?" "How many dead? We shall all perish!" Padouka Sri Maharadja in great haste mounts the elephant and goes forth, followed by his ministers, his body-guards, and all his officers. Arriving at the seashore he sees with horror the work of these monsters, the _toudaks_. Whoever was wounded by them inevitably perished. The number of the victims became larger and larger. The prince ordered the men to make a rampart of their legs, but in their boundings the _toudaks_ succeeded in passing this barrier. They came like the rain, and the slaughter was terrible. While this was happening a young boy said: "Why make thus a rampart of our legs? That is an artifice very much to our hurt. If we should make a rampart of the trunks of banana-trees, would not that be better?" When Padouka Sri Maharadja heard the words of the child, "He is right," he said. And on his orders they hastened to construct a barrier of banana-tree trunks. When the _toudaks_ came bounding along their snouts were buried in the tree-trunks, and the men ran up and killed them. There perished thus of these _toudaks_ a number beyond computation. Their bodies formed heaps on the shore, and all the population of Singapore did not suffice to eat them. And the _toudaks_ ceased their leapings. They say, by the force of their boundings the _toudaks_ reached the elephant of the prince and tore the sleeve of his cloak. About this they made a song: "The boundings of the _toudaks_ tore The mantle which the Sultan wore, But here they ceased their onset wild, Thanks to the wisdom of a child." While Padouka Sri Maharadja was returning, the grandees said to him: "Lord, this child, though so young, has much wit. What will it be when he has grown up? You had better get rid of him." That is why they found it just that the King should give the order for him to be killed. After they had caused this young boy to perish, it seems that the city of Singapore felt the weight of his blood.