So he took his bit of skin, got his flesh out of the pot and made off.
With it he cut pieces of flesh out of his body and presented the Yakshas with them.
For souls—if there are souls— But keep the flesh out of its merriment.
Before he could stir, two of them had bitten pieces of flesh out of the calves of both of his legs.
The fangs were so powerful that when I put my fingers ...