O best of the Pandavas, there was not a spot on his breast or on his head or in his body or in his two arms which was not covered with arrows. Blood flowed profusely from his wounds thus inflicted by the arrows. He looked like a hill of red chalk after a shower of rain.
न तस्योरसि नो मूर्भि न काये न भुजद्वये। अन्तरं पाण्डवश्रेष्ठ पश्याम्यनिचितं शरैः॥ स तु बाणवरोत्पीडाद् विस्रवत्यसृगुल्वणम्। अभिवृष्टे यथा मेधे गिरिगैरिकधातुमान्॥