Soon the field was covered with heads, beautiful as the filaments of the lotus, bedecked with ear-rings and having faces set with eyes upturned in wrath and lips bit in rage.
योधास्तत्र महाराज समासाद्य परस्परम्। व्यचरन्त रणे क्रुद्धा विनिघ्नन्तः परस्परम्॥