Beholding which dart even the celestials fly away in fear to different quarters. And taking up that huge flaming dart, the night-ranger, being excited with ire, hurled it at the high-souled Rāghava.
यं दृष्ट्वा देवताः सर्वा भयार्ता विद्वता दिशः। विभ्राम्य च महच्छूलं प्रज्वलन्तं निशाचरः॥ स क्रोधात्प्राहिणोत्तस्मै राघवाय महात्मने।