That awfully-dreadful night striking terror (into very heart) seemed to be the death-night (of all the combatants). Then, O great monarch, Shikandi cut-off the great bow of the son of Goutama with a crescent-shaped (dart) and poured down sharpened arrows (at him). Kripa, then, O monarch, excited with rage, hurled a formidable dart.
कालरात्रिनिभा ह्यासीद् घोररूपा भयानका। शिखण्डी तु महाराज गौतमस्य महद् धनुः॥ अर्धचन्द्रेण चिच्छेद सज्यं सविशिखं तदा। तस्य क्रुद्धः कृपो राजशक्तिं चिक्षेप दारुणाम्॥