And the golden whip fell on the ground from his hand. O best of the Bharata, getting terrified, he repeatedly cried out "Where are you?"
हस्ताद्धि रश्मयश्चास्य प्रतोदः प्रापतद् भुवि। असकृच्चाह मां भीत: क्वासीति भरतर्षभा॥