that (shall I say) of one that dareth us to the fight?  Therefore, O thou tiger among men, putting forth every exertion, slay him, O lord, O thou foremost of the Vrishni race!  Do thou not delay again!  This one is not capable of being vanquished by milder measures.  And he cannot in my opinion be thy friend who is fighting thee and who devastated Dwaraka!” O Kaunteya, hearing such words of my charioteer, and knowing that what he said was true, I directed my attention to the fight (afresh), with the view of slaying Salwa and destroying the car of costly metals!  And, O hero, saying unto Daruka, “Stay a moment” I fixed on my bow-string my favourite weapon of fire, blazing and of celestial origin, of irresistible force, and incapable of being baffled, bursting with energy, capable of penetrating into everything, and of great splendour!  And saying, “Destroy the car of precious metals together with all those enemies that are in it” I launched with the might of my arms and in wrath with mantras, the great powerful discus Sudarsana which reduceth to ashes in battle Yakshas and Rakshasas and Danavas and kings born in impure tribes, sharp-edged like the razor, and without stain, like unto Yama the destroyer, and incomparable, and which killeth enemies.  And rising into the sky, it seemed like a second sun of exceeding effulgence at the end of the Yuga.  And approaching the town of Saubha whose splendour had disappeared, the discus went right through it, even as a saw divideth a tall tree.  And cut in twain by the energy of the Sudarsana it fell like the city of Tripura shaken by the shafts of Maheswara.  And after the town of Saubha had fallen, the discus came back into my hands.  And taking it up I once more hurled it with force saying, “Go thou unto Salwa.”  The discus then cleft Salwa in twain who in that fierce conflict was at the point of hurling a heavy mace.  And with its energy it set the foe ablaze.  And after that brave warrior was slain, the disheartened Danava women fled in all directions, exclaiming Oh! and Alas! And taking my chariot in front of the town of Saubha I cheerfully blew my conch and gladdened the hearts of my friends.  And beholding their town, high as the peak of the Meru, with its palaces and gate-ways utterly destroyed, and all ablaze, the Danavas fled in fear.  And having thus destroyed the town of Saubha and slain Salwa, I returned to the Anarttas and delighted my friends.  And, O king, it is for this reason that I could not come to the city named after the elephant (Hastinapura), O destroyer of hostile heroes!  O warrior, if I had come, Suyodhana would not have been alive or the match at dice would not have taken place.  What can I do now?  It is difficult to confine the waters after the dam is broken!’”