Then in that white chariot and large, furnished with thinking bells he went to the sister of his father, the Kurus looking at him. Those mighty bowmen, those heroes, those foremost among the Bharatas followed that best of men, Shouri who was departing in his chariot after taking leave of them.
ततो रथेन शुभ्रेण महता किङ्किणीकिना। कुरूणां पश्यतां दुष्टुं स्वसारं स पितुर्ययौ॥