“The royal son Dharma has been frightened today at the prowess of Karna. As Karna's division is repeatedly worsting that of our own, do your quickly make some arrangement that will cope with the present dangerous situation. Behold, yonder are our troops flying away. O slayer of Madhu, broken and mangled with the shafts of Drona.
भवान् व्यवस्यतु क्षिप्रं द्रवते हि वरूथिनी॥ द्रोणसायकनुन्नानां भग्नानां मधुसूदन।