., Vegavat, Maharudra, Vidyujihva, and Pramathin.
And once again, O chief of the Bharatas, that warrior
of immeasurable soul, sped at the Rakshasa host showers
of arrows that could with difficulty be resisted.
Beholding that great feat of thy son, O sire, the
mighty son of Bhimasena blazed up with wrath.
Drawing his large bow effulgent as the lightning,
he rushed impetuously at the wrathful Duryodhana.
Beholding him (thus) rushing like Death himself commissioned
by the Destroyer, thy son Duryodhana, O king, shook
not at all. With eyes red in anger, and excited
with rage, Ghatotkacha, then, addressing thy son,
said, ’I shall today be freed from the debt I
owe to my sires, as also to my mother, they that had
so long been exiled by thy cruel self. The sons
of Pandu, O king, were vanquished by thee in that
match at dice. Drupada’s daughter Krishna
also, while ill and, therefore, clad in a single raiment,
was brought into the assembly and great trouble was
given by thee in diverse ways, O thou most wicked,
unto her. While dwelling also in her sylvan retreat,
thy well-wisher, that wicked wight, viz
ruler of the Sindhus, persecuted her further, disregarding
my sires. For these and other wrongs, O wretch
of thy race, I shall today take vengeance if thou
dost not quit the field.’ Having said these
words, Hidimva’s son, drawing his gigantic bow,
biting his (nether) lip with his teeth, and licking
the corners of his mouth, covered Duryodhana with a
profuse shower, like a mass of clouds covering the
mountain-breast with torrents of rain in the rainy
Sanjaya said,—“That arrowy shower,
difficult of being borne by even the Danavas, king
Duryodhana, however, (quietly) bore in that battle,
like a gigantic elephant bearing a shower (from the
blue). Then filled with anger and sighing like
a snake, thy son, O bull of Bharata’s race, was
placed in a position of great danger. He then
shot five and twenty sharp arrows of keen points.
These, O king, fell with great force on that bull
among Rakshasas, like angry snakes of virulent poison
on the breast of Gandhamadana. Pierced with those
shafts, blood trickled down the Rakshasa’s body
and he looked like an elephant with rent temples.
Thereupon that cannibal set his heart upon the destruction
of the (Kuru) king. And he took up a huge dart
that was capable of piercing even a mountain.
Blazing with light, effulgent as a large meteor, it
flamed with radiance like the lightning itself.
And the mighty-armed Ghatotkacha, desirous of slaying
thy son, raised that dart. Beholding that dart
upraised, the ruler of the Vangas mounting upon an
elephant huge as a hill, drove towards the Rakshasa.
On the field of battle, with the mighty elephant of
great speed, Bhagadatta placed himself in the very
front of Duryodhana’s car. And with that
elephant he completely shrouded the car of thy son.
Beholding then the way (to Duryodhana’s car)