O Ravana, vultures will alight on your breast, as you will lie low on the ground; and, athirst, they will drink the blood gushing out from your wounds.
निपत्योरसि गृध्रास्ते क्षितौ क्षिप्तस्य रावण। पिबन्तु रुधिरं तर्षाद्वाणशल्यान्तरोत्थितम्॥