With that pupil -- surpassing all knowers of weapons everywhere -- yet held back by Partha, Drona, amid those great souls, striving, held Arjuna back with love, smiling. Then in the sky the gods and gandharvas by the thousands, the rishis and hosts of siddhas, stood watching, eager to see. That sky, full of apsaras, teeming with yakshas and rakshasas, grew glorious, as if once more filled with clouds. There, unseen voices resounded again and again.