Drona's son cast burning glances on Bhima who was shooting arrows at him from his vicinity. Ashvatthaman then appeared like the Sun shining in the meridian in a day of Autumn.
भीमं प्रेक्षत स द्रौणिः शरानस्यन्तमन्तिकात्। शरद्यहर्मध्यगतो दीप्तार्चिरिव भास्करः॥