Impelled by fate, a Nishada woman with her five sons came there with the desire of obtaining food and she enjoyed herself there at pleasure. She drank wine and became drunk and incapable with her sons. O king, she with her sons slept in that house more dead than alive. O king, when all the people fell asleep, a violent storm began to blow on that night. Bhima then set fire to the house where Purochana was asleep; then the Pandava set fire to the door of that lac house.
निषादी पञ्चपुत्रा तु तस्मिन् भोज्ये यदृच्छया। अन्नार्थिनी समभ्यागात् सपुत्रा कालचोदिता॥ सा पीत्वा मदिरां मत्ता सपुत्रा मदविह्वला। सह सर्वैः सुतै राजंस्तस्मिन्नेव निवेशने॥ सुष्वाप विगतज्ञाना मृतकल्पा नराधिप। अथ प्रवाते तुमुले निशि सुप्ते जने तदा॥ तदुपादीपयद् भीमः शेते यत्र पुरोचनः। ततो जदुगृहद्वारं दीपयामास पाण्डवः॥