Worlds from Maharloka to Siva's City1 - Verse 269-270

He stands with his right arm (hand) clasping the left arm (hand) and keeping both of them clinging to his side — the hand that has destroyed the enemies of Devas and has never exhausted by fatigue in battles. In his left hand shines the weapon Paftiga (a spear with a sharp edge). There also shines much his wonderful bow of ten colours, the twanging sound of which is very terrible. There is no other bow to equal its strength.