O son, how was it that the son of Prishata, the prince of the Panchalas, slew that invincible hero, who scattered thick shower of arrows decked with golden wings, who was : (wonderfully) light-handed; that foremost of the regenerate who proficient in everything, thoroughly familiar with all modes of warfare and capable of shooting his shafts to was over a long distance; who was self-controlled, skilful in the use of weapons and blessed with the possession of celestial weapons, that mighty warrior who performed many dreadful feats and who was ever heedful in fight?