Went to Draupadi after Karna's death

Chapter 91 - Karna's Death

Sanjaya continued:
It was Krishna who first answered him from the chariot:
What a good fortune is yours, oh son of Radha, for you remember virtue. It can be seen everywhere that in times of great need the lowly lament providence and not their own iniquities. Back then, when you, Duryodhana, Shakuni and Dushasana forced Draupadi into the congregation in only one dress, your virtue unfortunately did not show itself. And when the master player Shakuni defeated the inexperienced Yudhishthira in throwing the dice - where was your virtue? When Duryodhana, with your knowledge, gave poison to Bhima in his food, where had your virtue gone? After thirteen years in exile, you did not want to hand over their kingdom to the Pandavas either. What was the matter with your virtue then? You knew that the lacquer house should be set on fire to murder the sleeping Pandavas. Where did your virtue go that night? And you laughed at Draupadi when she was exposed to Dushasana because of her period barely dressed - Was it your virtue that laughed? When the innocent Draupadi was dragged out of the inner women's chambers against every custom, you did not intervene. Where was your virtue You yourself said to the dignified striding lady: "Your spouses are lost. They sank into an eternal hell. Better choose another husband. ”And you were delighted by the scene. And where was your virtue then? You too were greedy of the realm and trusted Shakuni when the Pandavas were called to play dice. Where was your virtue then? And when many mighty warriors surrounded the young Abhimanyu and struck him, where did your virtue go? The virtue you are invoking now has not been seen on all these occasions. Now why are you drying out your taste buds by calling her?

It is good that you remember virtue now, but you must die anyway. Just as Nala lost his kingdom in the game at Pushkara and later regained it through patience and bravery, so the Pandavas and their friends will recapture the kingdom without any greed, but through the strength of their arms. With the help of the Somakas they will defeat their mighty enemies in battle and get the kingdom. And the sons of Dhritarashtra will meet with annihilation at the hands of these lions among men, for they will always be protected by virtue.

Sanjaya continued:
Karna hung her head in shame and made no answer. But then his lips trembled with anger, he jumped back on the wagon, grabbed the bow and fought on, full of energy and heroism as he was.

And Krishna said to Arjuna:
Oh mighty one, use a heavenly weapon and throw him down.

At these words of the saint, Arjuna also felt great anger, because all the wickedness against Draupadi came back to his mind with great clarity. He blazed with rage, and every pore of his body seemed to spew flames. The sight astonished even Karna, who called the Brahma weapon and wanted to shoot Arjuna with it. He quickly dared to try again to lift his cartwheel, but Arjuna now let Brahma arrows rain on him. Then Arjuna put on one of his favorite arrows, which possessed the energy of Agni. The weapon flew away with a blaze, but Karna remembered the Varuna weapon and put out the flying conflagration. And the clouds that Karna summoned with the Varuna weapon darkened the sky like on a rainy day. With the Vayavya weapon, Arjuna fearlessly dispelled the clouds, while Karna put on a ghastly, flaming arrow to destroy his opponent. As this long-revered arrow was drawn, the earth, with all its mountains, forests and waters, trembled. Violent winds rose that even sent stones flying. Everything was clouded with dust, and wailing cries rose among the gods in heaven. Even the Pandavas became discouraged and sad when they saw this arrow. The arrow came over Arjuna like lightning, penetrated his chest, and the high-souled warrior staggered. His grip loosened, Gandiva slipped from his hand, and he shivered like a mountain in an earthquake. Karna took the opportunity, jumped off the wagon again and grabbed the wagon wheel. But despite his great strength, fate denied him any success. After a while, when Arjuna regained consciousness, he seized a deadly broad-headed arrow.

Now Krishna urged:
Head off your enemy with it before they can jump back on their wagon.

Arjuna agreed with praise, put down the razor-sharp arrow and felled Karna's standard with the image of the elephant belt. This standard was a precious work of the artists, adorned with gold, pearls, jewels and diamonds. An extraordinarily beautiful piece, which your troops always encouraged and had filled the enemy with awe. The standard was praised and honored everywhere and shone as brilliantly as the sun. But now it fell through Arjuna's bright and beautiful arrow. And with her fell fame and pride, the hope of victory and everything valued, along with the hearts of the Kurus. The first cries of woe and woe rang out in your army, and dejection and despondency spread. Arjuna quickly took a second arrow from the quiver for the broad-headed arrows, which was as powerful as Indra's lightning and as shining as the thousand-rayed sun. It was three cubits and six feet long, already carrying annihilation, blood and flesh, was made of the most precious materials, and flew perfectly straight and extremely fast. Its penetrating power was like the thunder of Indra or Narayana's disc, it was as hideous as a rakshasa and could destroy any creature. With a happy heart Arjuna seized this mighty weapon in the shape of an arrow. He had long adored and valued the highly souled being, so that now no god or asura could resist him. The universe trembled as he raised the arrow, and the Rishis shouted, "Peace to the worlds!“.

Arjuna put the weapon on Gandiva, cocked it mightily and spoke quickly:
If I have ever practiced ascetic abstinence, pleased the elders, and followed the teachings of my well-meaning friends, may this arrow be a powerful weapon that it can destroy my enemy's body and heart. Because of this truthfulness, may the arrow I honored of great sharpness strike my enemy Karna.

Then he released the arrow, which was as terrible and effective as a rite of Angiras described in the Atharvan. Death itself could not have stopped him. And Arjuna added:
May this arrow lead to victory. May the radiant one shot down by me bring the Karna to Yama.

And the arrow illuminated all directions with its shine. He was happily shot down and also full of hostile feelings for Karna. And he separated the head of the enemy from the torso, as Indra once beheaded Vritra with his thunderbolt. It was afternoon when the arrow, raised into a great weapon by mantras, did its work. And Karna's body fell lifeless to the ground, his radiant and beautiful head resembled the red disk of the sun when it slides down from the Asta mountain. Reluctantly, the head of the mighty warrior parted from the torso, as beautiful and luxurious as it was and full of noble deeds. As unwilling as one leaves a rich and precious home. Karna's body, bleeding from many wounds, fell to the ground like a mighty mountain colored red with ores. And immediately a light came out of him, which hurried through the sky and entered the sun. All human warriors could see this wonderful sight. Only a moment later the Pandava hosts blew their conch horns with jubilation, which Krishna and Arjuna did as they did with relief and joy. The Somakas roared loudly and euphorically at the sight of the dead Karna, the drums sounded everywhere and cheerful arms waved clothes.

The warriors ran to Arjuna to cheer him happily. They hugged each other, danced and shouted:
How lucky that Karna is lying on the ground, hit by arrows.

So the Karna sun had now set through Arjuna, who had previously burned the enemy army with her ray arrows. And just as the sun loses its power when it approaches Mount Asta, so Arjuna's arrow Karna had taken the breath of life. It had happened that afternoon in front of everyone, and the heroic Karna lay stretched out on the ground. Shalya left the battlefield covered in blood on the car without a standard. And the Kauravas lost the field without their leader and badly tormented by the Pandava weapons. They threw fearful looks at Arjuna's high and shining standard and at Karna's beautiful head with the lotus eyes, which looked like the setting sun.