The heroes of the Bhoja, the Andhaka, and the Vrishni races, O Brahmana, who were all gifted with high-souls, great might, and leonine pride, have killed one another in battle. Possessed of arms which looked like maces of iron, and capable of bearing the strokes of heavy clubs and darts, alas they have all been killed with blades of Eraka grass. See the perverse course of Time. Five hundred thousand mighty-armed warriors have thus been killed. Encountering one another, they have met with destruction.