“These cruel haters, worst of men, I hurl perpetually into demonic wombs (āsurīṣv eva yoniṣu) in the rounds of rebirth.” The language is stern, but the mechanism is the impersonal law of 9.25, not a vindictive God. One is reborn according to what one has become; the demonically-inclined, having hardened into that nature, are reborn into conditions that express and continue it — “hurled” by their own accumulated tendency (the vāsanās carried like scent on the wind, 15.8). It is less a sentence passed by a judge than a trajectory followed by a falling stone. And even this is not final: the very next verses offer the exit.