A great number of different animals had already battled with each other when a large Indian elephant was led out into the arena.
There was a little turret with four bow gunners.
The opponent of an elephant was a royal tiger, unusually large with a gentle disposition named after the prince of darkness, Ariman.
Gunners sent an arrow after arrow to irritate it.
The tiger sat all shrunk (shrunk all over) glazing with it's eyes and wailing with it's tail.
It's seemed like it had made(taken) a decision to enter the combat.
But here an arrow touched its muzzle.
A horrible roar was heard.
For some time Ariman whipped the sand with its tail.
Then it threw itself on the elephant's trunk in a great spring.
That one (elephant) in (its) turn howl of pain and bundling the tiger with its trunk raised and trew it to the ground it with such a strength that it seemed like it crushed tiger down to the death.