So great was the death and destruction caused by these terrible animals that at length the news spread even to the most distant lands, and all nations were grieved to hear of the sad fate of Mindanao.

Now far across the sea in the land of the golden sunset was a city so great that to look at its many people would injure the eyes of man.  When tidings of these great disasters reached this distant city, the heart of the king Indarapatra [143] was filled with compassion, and he called his brother, Sulayman, [144] begging him to save the land of Mindanao from the monsters.

Sulayman listened to the story, and as he heard he was moved with pity.

“I will go,” said he, zeal and enthusiasm adding to his strength, “and the land shall be avenged.”

King Indarapatra, proud of his brother’s courage, gave him a ring and a sword as he wished him success and safety.  Then he placed a young sapling by his window [145] and said to Sulayman: 

“By this tree I shall know your fate from the time you depart from here, for if you live, it will live; but if you die, it will die also.”

So Sulayman departed for Mindanao, and he neither walked nor used a boat, but he went through the air and landed on the mountain where the rattan grew.  There he stood on the summit and gazed about on all sides.  He looked on the land and the villages, but he could see no living thing.  And he was very sorrowful and cried out: 

“Alas, how pitiful and dreadful is this devastation!”

No sooner had Sulayman uttered these words than the whole mountain began to move, and then shook.  Suddenly out of the ground came the horrible creature, Kurita.  It sprang at the man and sank its claws into his flesh.  But Sulayman, knowing at once that this was the scourge of the land, drew his sword and cut the Kurita to pieces.

Encouraged by his first success, Sulayman went on to Mt.  Matutun where conditions were even worse.  As he stood on the heights viewing the great devastation there was a noise in the forest and a movement in the trees.  With a loud yell, forth leaped Tarabusaw.  For a moment they looked at each other, neither showing any fear.  Then Tarabusaw threatened to devour the man, and Sulayman declared that he would kill the monster.  At that the animal broke large branches off the trees and began striking at Sulayman who, in turn, fought back.  For a long time the battle continued until at last the monster fell exhausted to the ground and then Sulayman killed him with his sword.

The next place visited by Sulayman was Mt.  Bita.  Here havoc was present everywhere, and though he passed by many homes, not a single soul was left.  As he walked along, growing sadder at each moment, a sudden darkness which startled him fell over the land.  As he looked toward the sky he beheld a great bird descending upon him.  Immediately he struck at it, cutting off its wing with his sword, and the bird fell dead at his feet; but the wing fell on Sulayman, and he was crushed.