With keen arrows Vrikodara, however, whose touch resembled that of Indra's thunder, enshrouded the army around him. Within a very short time, Bhima killed them all, O foremost of Bharata's race.
ततस्तु निशितैर्बाणैस्तवानीकं वृकोदरः॥ इन्द्राशनिसमस्पर्शः : समन्तात् पर्यवाकिरत्। ततः क्षणेन तद् भीमो न्यहनद् भरतर्षभ॥