Hiraṇyākṣa, with golden hair and fierce teeth, chasing the Lord as he rose from the water, just like a crocodile pursuing an elephant, then spoke with the sound of thunder. “What censure is there for those without shame and bravery?” Chasing the Lord, he said, “Is there criticism for those who without shame and are cowardly? There is not. But still, it is not unsuitable to criticize opponents who flee.” The other meaning is as follows. Can there be criticism of those who are merciful and modest. Those who, being merciful, flee for the purpose of protecting the earth who has taken shelter of your tusks should not be criticized. Or another meaning is as follows. Thinking that it was not proper to pursue the Lord who was lifting the earth for helping the populace, the demon criticizes himself. “Is there censure for me, a demon, dedicated to my own pleasure, devoid of shame? No, there is not. How unfortunate I am!”