that, O monarch, between a couple of hawks in the welkin for the sake of a piece of meat.  Whatever feats Drona performed for vanquishing the son of Kunti, were all counteracted by Arjuna’s performing similar feats.  When Drona failed to gain any ascendency over the son of Pandu, the son of Bharadwaja, that warrior acquainted with the course of all weapons, invoked into existence the Aindra, the Pasupata, the Tvashtra, the Vayavya, and the Yamya weapons.  As soon as those weapons, issued from Drona’s bow, Dhananjaya destroyed them quickly.  When his weapons were thus duly destroyed by Arjuna with his own weapons, Drona shrouded the son of Pandu with the mightiest of celestial weapons.  Every weapon, however, that Drona shot at Partha from desire of vanquishing the latter, was shot by Partha in return for baffling it.  Seeing all his weapons, even the celestial ones, duly baffled by Arjuna, Drona applauded the latter in his heart.  That chastiser of foes, O Bharata, regarded himself superior to every person in the world acquainted with weapons, in consequence of Arjuna having been his pupil.  Thus resisted by Partha in the midst of all those illustrious warriors, Drona, struggling with vigour, cheerfully resisted Arjuna (in return), wondering all the while.  Then the celestials and Gandharvas in thousands, and Rishis and bodies of Siddhas, were seen on all sides in the welkin.  Filled with (those as also with) Apsaras and Yakshas and Rakshasas, it once more seemed that the welkin was darkened by gathering clouds.  An invisible voice, fraught with the praises of Drona and the high-souled Partha, was heard to repeatedly course through the firmament.  When in consequence of the weapons shot by Drona and Partha all sides seemed ablaze with light, the Siddhas and the Rishis that were present, said, ’This is no human nor Asura, nor Rakshasa, nor celestial, nor Gandharva battle.  Without doubt this is a high Brahma encounter.  This battle is exceedingly beautiful and highly wonderful.  We have never seen or heard of its like.  Now, the preceptor prevails over the son of Pandu, and then the son of Pandu prevails over Drona.  No one can find any difference between them.  If Rudra, dividing his own self into two portions, fights, himself with himself, then may an instance be had to match this.  Nowhere else can an instance be found to match it.  Science, gathered in one place, exists in the preceptor; science and means are in the son of Pandu.  Heroism, in one place, is in Drona; heroism and might are in the son of Pandu.  None of these warriors can be withstood by foes in battle.  If they wish, both of them can destroy the universe with the gods.  Beholding those two bulls among men, all invisible and visible creatures said these words.  The high-souled Drona then, in that battle, invoked into existence the Brahma weapon, afflicting Partha and all invisible beings.  Thereupon, the earth with the mountains and waters and trees trembled.  Fierce winds began to blow.  The