Mahabharata 6.87.30

6.87.30

śaravarṣeṇa mahatā duryodhanamavākirat |
parvataṃ vāridhārābhiḥ prāvṛṣīva balāhakaḥ || 30 ||

For these and other wrongs, O wretch of thy race, I shall today take vengeance if thou dost not quit the field.' Having said these words, Hidimva's son, drawing his gigantic bow, biting his (nether) lip with his teeth, and licking the corners of his mouth, covered Duryodhana with a profuse shower, like a mass of clouds covering the mountain-breast with torrents of rain in the rainy season."