Cased in a white coat of mail, graced with a beautiful turban, of broad chest and of mighty arms, Drona there stood stretching his bow, like the enraged God of Death.
श्वेतवर्माम्बरोष्णीषो व्यूढोरस्को महाभुजः। धनुर्विस्फारयन् द्रोणस्तस्थौ क्रुद्ध इवान्तकः॥