on all sides, the body of the Suta’s son, from wrath, blazed up with effulgence.  Stretching his formidable bow, decked with gold, Radha’s son, O king, eyed Bhima with wrathful glances.  Infuriated with rage, the Suta’s son, while shooting his arrows, looked resplendent, like the autumnal sun of dazzling rays at mid-day.  While employed with his hands in taking up an arrow, fixing it on the bow-string, stretching the string and letting it off, none could notice any interval between those acts.  And while Karna was thus engaged in shooting his arrows right and left, his bow incessantly drawn to a circle, like a terrible circle of fire.  The keen pointed arrows, equipped with wings of gold, shot from Karna’s bow, covered, O king, all the points of the compass, darkening the very light of the sun.  Countless flights were seen, in the welkin, of those shafts equipped with wings of gold, shot from Karna’s bow.  Indeed, the shafts shot from the bow of Adhiratha’s son, looked like rows of cranes in the sky.  The arrows that Adhiratha’s son shot were all equipped with vulturine feathers, whetted on stone, decked with gold, endued with great impetuosity, and furnished with blazing points.  Impelled by the force of his bow, those arrows urged by Karna, while coursing in thousands through the welkin looked beautiful like successive flights of locusts.  The arrows shot from the bow of Adhiratha’s son, as they coursed through the welkin, looked like one long continuously drawn arrow in the sky.  Like a cloud covering a mountain with torrents of rain, Karna in rage, covered Bhima with showers of arrows.  Then thy sons, O Bharata, with their troops, beheld the might, energy, prowess and perseverance of Bhima, for the latter, disregarding that arrowy downpour, resembling the raging sea, rushed in wrath against Karna, Bhima, O monarch, was armed with a formidable bow, the back of whose staff was decked with gold.  He stretched it so quickly that it seemed, like a second bow of Indra, incessantly drawn to a circle.  Shafts issued continuously from it seemed to fill the welkin.  With those straight arrows, equipped with wings of gold, shot by Bhima, a continuous line was made in the sky that looked effulgent like a garland of gold.  Then those showers of (Karna’s) arrows spread in the welkin, struck by Bhimasena with his shafts, were scattered in portions and fell down on the earth.  Then the sky was covered with those showers of gold-winged and swiftly-coursing arrows, of both Karna and Bhimasena, that produced sparks of fire as they clashed against each other.  The very sun was then shrouded, and the very wind ceased to blow.  Indeed, when the welkin was thus covered with those arrowy showers, nothing could be seen.  Then the Suta’s son, disregarding the energy of the high-souled Bhima, completely shrouded Bhima with other arrows and endeavoured to prevail over him.  Then, O sire, those arrowy showers shot by both of them, seemed to clash against each other like two opposite currents of wind.  And in consequence