But even the wind may move the Meru mountain, the heaven may fall over the earth, the periods now reigning may change, if what you have told me ever happens. Who is there, the son of Pritha or any body else, who, having fought with this grinder of foes, would return home with life and in health, Who is there touching this earth with his foot who, after an encounter with these two and having his body brought in contract with the fierce arrows, would leave the field of battle alive?
अलिनो वा वहेन्मेरु द्यौर्वापि निपतेन्महीम्। युगं वा परिवर्तेन यद्येवं स्याद् यथाऽऽत्य माम्॥ काक्षी प्राप्येममरिमर्दनम्। गजो वाजी रथो वाऽपि पुनः स्वस्ति गृहान् व्रजेत्॥ कथमाभ्यामभिध्यातः संस्पृष्टो दारुणेन वा। रणेः जीवन् विमुच्येत पदा भूमिमुपस्पृशन्॥