Beholding so many of his brothers killed by Bhima alone in that battle, Shrutarvan, worked up with rage, rushed at Bhima, stretching his dreadful bow docket with gold and discharging a large number of arrows resembling poison or fire. sons
दृष्ट्वा तु निहतान् भ्रातॄन् बहूनेकेन संयुगे। अमर्षवशमापन्नः श्रुतर्वा भीममभ्ययात्॥ विक्षिपन् सुमहसचापं कार्तस्वरविभूषितम्। विसृजन सायकांश्चैव विषाग्निप्रतिमान् बहून॥