I shall today pluck out the dart, O son of Pandu, that lay so long sticking to your heart. Be happy, O king, after I shall have struck down this wretch with my mace.
शल्यमद्योद्धरिष्यामि तव पाण्डव हृच्छयम्। निहत्य गदया पापमद्य राजन् सुखी भव॥