The greatly expert player of clubs, the king of matchless prowess (Dushyanta), thus fearlessly roamed over the forest. The king, as he roamed about, killed many beasts of the forest with his swords and some by his swift flying darts and some by his heavy clubs. When the forest was thus agitated by the wonderfully powerful king and his soldiers, ever delighting in it like in sports, the lions left in thousands that forest. Having thus lost their kings, the other beasts uttered loud cries in fear and anxiety and fled in all directions. They fell down on all sides, being hungry, thirsty and tired of running and without being able to quench their thirst in the river-beds which were dry.