Verse 6

¹Hearing the sages speak so, Dhruva touched water and fitted to his bow the weapon that Narayana had made. ²As it was being fitted, Vidura, the illusions the guhyakas had made were gone in a moment, the way troubles go when knowledge rises. ³When he set that sage's weapon to the bow, arrows with golden shafts and feathers of the goose flew out and went into the enemy's army, as peacocks with their harsh crying go into a wood. ⁴Driven this way and that in the fight by those keen-edged arrows, the yaksas ran at him in a rage with their weapons up, like snakes with hoods raised going at Garuda. ⁵As they ran at him in the fight his arrows cut off their arms and thighs, their necks and their bellies, and sent them to the world beyond the sun's disc, which those who draw their seed upward pierce through and pass.

⁶Seeing guhyakas who had done no wrong killed in such numbers by him of the bright chariot, his grandfather Manu came with the sages and spoke out of pity to the son of Uttanapada.