He was like a mighty cloud, the twang of his bow was the roar of that clouds, the arrows were its showers of rains, and the sound of his bow was its thunder. That hero, showering his arrows on the sons of Kunti along with the Panchalas and Srinjayas who were on their side struck down the hostile car-warriors as the slayer of Bala (Indra) struck down the Danavas.
मौर्वीघोषस्तनयित्नुः पृषत्कपृषतो महान्। धनुर्हादमहाशब्दो महामेघ इवोन्नतः॥ योऽभ्यवर्षत कौन्तेयान् सपाञ्चालान् ससृजयान्। निघ्नन् पररथान् वीरो दानवानिव वज्रभृत्॥