The arrows discharged by the son of Kunti began to fall behind him, so quickly did those steeds, endowed with the fleetness of the wind, bear that chariot of his.
कौन्येनाग्रतः सृष्टा न्यपतन् पृष्ठतः शराः। तूर्णात् तूर्णतरं हाश्वाः प्रावहन् वातरंहसः॥