Inflamed with rage, he balanced it in his hands and then hurled it vehemently at the chariot of Karna. Adhiratha's son then with ten shafts, cut-off that glad-decked dart hurled by Bhima, as it was flying swiftly towards him like a blazing meteor; that lance then fell down, severed into fragments by those sharp arrows of Suta's son Karna, that warrior versed in all modes of warfare, then engaged in the fight for the sake of friends. Then the son of Kunti grasped a buckler adorned with gold.