Said angrily to his charioteer “Bear me towards the son of Drona.” Ascending that terrible looking (car) furnished with triumphal banners, that destroyer foes again marched against the son of Drona in order to engage in a single combat with him. Sending forth a thundering roar like that of a lion, that terriblypowerful Rakshasa, whirling a highly dreadful Asani of celestial make and furnished with eight bells, hurled it in that encounter at the son of Drona.
स्वं सूतमब्रवीत् क्रुद्धो द्रोणपुत्राय मां वह। स ययौ घोररुपेण सुपताकेन भास्वता॥ द्वैरथं द्रोणपुत्रेण पुनरष्यरिसूदनः। स विनद्य महानादं सिंहवद् भीमविक्रमः॥ चिक्षेपाविध्य संग्रामे द्रोणपुत्राय राक्षसः। अष्टघण्टां महाघोरामशनि देवनिर्मिताम्॥