Verse 24

¹⁷And he went up to Sambara and called him out to fight, throwing insults at him that could not be borne and stirring up a quarrel. ¹⁸Cut at with those bad words, like a snake struck with a foot, he came out with his mace in his hand, his eyes coppery with rage. ¹⁹Whirling the mace hard and hurling it at Pradyumna, that great self, he roared a roar as harsh as the crack of the thunderbolt. ²⁰As it came on, the Bhagavan Pradyumna struck the mace aside with his own mace, and in anger threw his mace at his enemy, king. ²¹And that demon took to the maya of the Daityas that Maya had shown him, and standing in the air let fall a rain of weapons on Krsna's son.

²²Harried by that rain of weapons, the great chariot fighter, Rukmini's son, had the great knowledge whose being is clarity, which grinds down every maya. ²³Then the Daitya used by hundreds the mayas of the guhyakas, the gandharvas, the pisacas, the snakes and the raksasas, and Krsna's son blew them all away. ²⁴Raising his whetted sword, he took Sambara's head from his body by main strength, with its crown and its earrings and its coppery moustache.