Then, O sire, filled with wrath Drona's son appeared to burn on the field, like fire that blazes froth furiously having obtained heaps of fuel to feed it.
ततः क्रुद्धो रणे द्रौणि शं जज्वाल मारिष। यथेन्धनं महत् प्राप्य प्राज्वलद्धव्यवाहनः॥