And keen points, Bhima dispatched Durmukha to the abode of Death. Then upon the slaughter of Durmukha, the son of Adiratha mounting in the car of this slain hero, looked beautiful like the effulgent fire, O king. Then beholding Durmukha prostrate, with his vital limbs torn off and weltering in his blood, Karna with his eyes overflowing with tears, refrained from the fight for a while. Circumambulating that slain prince and passing over him.
सुमुखैर्दुर्मुखं भीमः शरैर्निन्ये यमक्षयम्। ततस्तमेवाधिरथिः स्यन्दनं दुर्मुखे हते॥ आस्थितः प्रबभौ राजन् दीप्यमान इवांशुमान्। शयानं भिन्नमर्माणं दुर्मुखं शोणितोक्षितम्॥ दृष्ट्वा कर्णोऽश्रुपूर्णाक्षो मुहूर्त नाभ्यवर्तत। तं गतासुमतिक्रम्य कृत्वा कर्णः प्रदक्षिणम्॥