Beholding his troops covered with arrows, O king, king Yudhishthira began to think Verily, how shall those weighty words of Madhava become true. I hope, the king the Madras, worked up with ire, will not destroy my army in battle.
समावृतांस्ततस्तांस्तु राजन् वीक्ष्य स्वसैनिकान्। चिन्तयामास समरे धर्मपुत्रो युधिष्ठिरः॥ कथं नु समरे शक्यं तन्माधववचो महत्। न हि क्रुद्धो रणे राजा क्षपयेत बलं मम॥