(Ghatotkacha), the ornaments of whose arms were falling down from rage, came up to the son of Drona who consuming the Pandava army like a raging forest-fire and fearlessly
द्रौणेः सकाशमभ्येत्य रोषात् प्रज्वलिताङ्गदः। प्राह वाक्यमसम्भ्रान्तो वीरं शारद्वतीसुतम्॥ दहन्तं पाण्डवानीकं वनमग्निमिवोच्छ्रितम्।