“’The invincible Nakula encountered Chitrasena.  These two heroes, both of whom were excellent bowmen, approaching, drenched each other with showers of arrows in that battle, like two pouring clouds risen in the welkin on the south and the north.  I could not mark any difference between the son of Pandu and his antagonist.  Both of them were accomplished in weapons, both endued with might, and both conversant with the practices of car-warriors.  Each bent upon slaying the other, they carefully looked for each other’s lapses.  Then Chitrasena, O monarch, with a broad-headed shaft, well-tempered and sharp, cut off Nakula’s bow at the handle.  Fearlessly then the son of Karna struck the bowless Nakula at the forehead with three shafts equipped with wings of gold and whetted on stone.  With a few other keen arrows he then despatched Nakula’s steeds to Yama’s abode.  Next, he felled both the standard and the driver of his antagonist, each with three arrows.  With those three arrows sped from the arms of his foe sticking to his fore-head, Nakula, O king, looked beautiful like a mountain with three crests.  Deprived of his bow and his cars, the brave Nakula, taking up a sword, jumped down from his vehicle like a lion from a mountain-summit.  As, however, he rushed on foot, his antagonist poured a shower of arrows upon him.  Possessed of active prowess, Nakula received that arrowy shower on his shield.  Getting at the car then of Chitrasena, the mighty-armed hero, the son of Pandu, conversant with all modes of warfare and incapable of being tired with exertion, ascended it in the very sight of all the troops.  The son of Pandu then cut off from Chitrasena’s trunk his diadem-decked head adorned with ear-rings, and graced with a beautiful nose and a pair of large eyes.  At this, Chitrasena, endued with the splendour of the sun, fell down on the terrace of his car.  Beholding Chitrasena slain, all the great car-warriors there uttered loud cries of praise and many leonine roars.  Meanwhile, the two sons of Karna, Sushena and Satyasena, both of whom were great car-warriors, beholding their brother slain, shot showers of keen shafts.  Those foremost of car-warriors rushed with speed against the son of Pandu like a couple of tigers, O king, in the deep forest rushing against an elephant from desire of slaying him.  Both of them poured their keen shafts upon the mighty car-warrior Nakula.  Indeed, as they poured those shafts, they resembled two masses of clouds pouring rain in torrents.  Though pierced with arrows all over, the valiant and heroic son of Pandu cheerfully took up another bow after ascending on another car, and stood in battle like the Destroyer himself in rage.  Then those two brothers, O monarch, with their straight shafts, cut off Nakula’s car into fragments.  Then Nakula, laughing, smote the four steeds of Satyasena with four whetted and keen shafts in that encounter.  Aiming a long shaft equipped with wings of gold, the son of Pandu then cut off, O monarch, the bow of Satyasena.  At