Then with his arrows, Fritha's son scattered the unrivaled shower of arrows that proceeded from Karna's bow, like the tempest scattering masses of clouds.
वधार्थ चास्य समरे सायकं सूर्यवर्चसम्। चिक्षेप त्वरया युक्तस्त्वराकाले धनंजयः॥