Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
On the walls of Damascus, a group of Mamluk generals clustered around a young general dressed in splendid scale armor. He looked down with a furrowed brow at the camp below, where various Crusader banners fluttered endlessly, his expression grim.
A Mamluk general murmured, "Your Highness, the number of Frankish barbarians grows by the day. They drive the Demon Dragon, coercing each village to supply them with military provisions and water sources. They even use gold and silver to bribe them. Our plan has clearly failed."
The young general replied coldly, "I had long said we should fortify and leave no water sources for them. Those arrogant Frankish barbarians, without water, will be like parched fish at our mercy."
He is Malik, Saladin's eldest son, and Saladin's most cherished child.
Now, with Saladin seriously ill, he naturally took over the rule of Damascus.
