the ground.  And overthrown by the powerful Kichaka, Bhima quickly rose up like Yama himself with mace in hand.  And thus that powerful Suta and the Pandava, intoxicated with strength and challenging each other, grappled with each other at midnight in that solitary place.  And as they roared at each other in wrath, that excellent and strong edifice began to shake every moment.  And slapped on the chest by the mighty Bhima, Kichaka fired with wrath moved not a single pace.  And bearing for a moment only that onslaught incapable of being born on earth, the Suta, overpowered by Bhima’s might, became enfeebled.  And seeing him waning weak, Bhima endued with great strength forcibly drew Kichaka towards his breast, and began to press hard.  And breathing hard again and again in wrath, that best of victors, Vrikodara, forcibly seized Kichaka by the hair.  And having seized Kichaka, the mighty Bhima began to roar like a hungry tiger that hath killed a large animal.  And finding him exceedingly exhausted, Vrikodara bound him fast with his arms, as one binds a beast with a cord.  And then Bhima began for a long while, to whirl the senseless Kichaka, who began to roar frightfully like a broken trumpet.[17] And in order to pacify Krishna’s wrath Vrikodara grasped Kichaka’s throat with his arms and began to squeeze it.  And assailing with his knees the waist of that worst of the Kichakas, all the limbs of whose body had been broken into fragments and whose eye-lids were closed, Vrikodara slew him, as one would slay a beast.  And beholding Kichaka entirely motionless, the son of Pandu began to roll him about on the ground.  And Bhima then said, ’Slaying this wretch who intended to violate our wife,—­this thorn in the side of Sairindhri, I am freed from the debt I owed to my brothers, and have attained perfect peace.’  And having said this, that foremost of men, with eyes red in wrath, relinquished his hold of Kichaka, whose dress and ornaments had been thrown off his person, whose eyes were rolling, and whose body was yet trembling.  And that foremost of mighty persons, squeezing his own hands, and biting his lips in rage, again attacked his adversary and thrust his arms and legs and neck and head into his body like the wielder of the Pinaka reducing into shapeless mass the deer, which form sacrifice had assumed in order to escape his ire.  And having crushed all his limbs, and reduced him into a ball of flesh, the mighty Bhimasena showed him unto Krishna.  And endued with mighty energy that hero then addressed Draupadi, that foremost of all women, saying, ’Come princess of Panchala, and see what hath become of that lustful wretch!’ And saying this, Bhima of terrible prowess began to press with his feet the body of that wicked wight.  And lighting a torch then and showing Draupadi the body of Kichaka, that hero addressed her, saying, ’O thou of tresses ending in beautiful curls, those that solicit thee, endued as thou art with an excellent disposition and