I will (surely) slay you. Now stay (here) and be quiet.” The puissant Dhristadyumna, the, struck the son of the preceptor with keen and highly dreadful arrows capable of piercing the vital parts. (And) those thick flights of arrows, moving swiftly, furnished with golden wings, having keen points and capable of riving all the parts of the body, pierced (through the body of the son of Drona like maddened black-bees seeking for honey-entering into a flowering tree.
अहं त्वां निहनिष्यामि तिष्ठेदानीं ममाग्रतः॥ ततस्तमाचार्यसुतं धृष्टद्युम्नः प्रतापवान्। मर्मभिद्भिः शरैस्तीक्ष्णोर्जघान भरतर्षभ।॥ ते तु पतीकृता द्रौणिं शरा विविशुराशुगाः। रुक्मपुङ्खाः प्रसन्नाग्राः सर्वकायावदारणाः॥ मध्वर्थिन इवोद्दामा भ्रमराः पुष्पितं दुमम्।