Verse 6

⁶The great-armed one blew his conch until sky and quarters rang with it, and at that sound, Ksatta, the wives of the yaksas were badly frightened and their eyes went wild. ⁷Then the strong ones, the great fighters of the yaksas, could not bear that sound, and came out at him with their weapons raised. ⁸That hero of the terrible bow, a great fighter from his chariot, struck them all at once as they came down on him, each single one of them with three arrows apiece. ⁹With those arrows stuck fast in their foreheads every one of them thought himself finished, and they praised that deed of his. ¹⁰But they would not put up with him, like snakes that a foot has touched, and shot at him all together, meaning to do twice as much.

¹¹Then with iron bludgeons and swords, with lances and pikes and axes, with spears and darts and bhusundis, and with brightly feathered arrows too, ¹²thirteen times ten thousand of them rained all these down upon him in a fury, on his chariot and on his driver with him, wanting to pay him back for what he had done.