And whirling it, (he) hurled (that mace at Ashvatthama). But the son of Drona, striking it (with arrows) filled it (to the ground). Then, leaping up in the air and roaring like black clouds, Anjaniparva began to pour down son showers of trees from the firmament. Then the son of Drona began to pierce that one capable of (creating) illusions by means of shafts in the sky as the sun (pierces) the clouds with his rays. Seated on his car again decked with gold, when that one of great strength.
भ्राम्योत्क्षिप्ता शरैः साऽपि द्रौणिनाभ्याहताऽपतत्। ततोऽन्तरिक्षमुत्प्लुत्य कालमेघ इवोन्नदन्॥ ववर्षाञ्जनीपर्वा स दुमवर्ष नभस्तलात्। ततो मायाधरं द्रौणिर्घटोत्कचसुतं दिवि॥ मार्गणैरभिविव्याध घनं सूर्य इवांशुभिः। सोऽवतीर्य पुरस्तस्थौ रथे हेमविभूषिते॥