Let, therefore, Karna march against the scion of Satvatta's race as he wills. I am, O son of Kunti, conscious of the hour when this wicked-souled one will be struck down on the ground from his car (pierced) by keen darts.
अतः कर्णः प्रयात्वत्र सात्वतस्य यथातथा। अहं ज्ञास्यामि कौन्तेय कालमस्य दुरात्मनः। यत्रैनं विशिखैस्तीक्ष्णैः पातयिष्यसि भूतले॥