In the sky above Jerusalem hovered the fifty-meter-long Three-headed Demon Dragon.
Seated upon its head, the King of the Crusaders was enveloped in a divine golden radiance, his entire being like a blazing sun, making even the fierce and menacing dragon appear sacred beneath this golden glow.
The demon dragon circled the city more than ten times before finally descending slowly upon the walls of Jerusalem.
The city guards felt their hearts skip a beat, worried whether the aging city walls could withstand the weight of such a colossal being.
"Good day, Your Majesty!"
"God bless you, Your Majesty."
The guards, initially enthusiastic, found themselves at a loss for words once the massive creature landed beside them, as even just one of Ladon's heads was the size of a house.
"Open the gates, gentlemen, let my soldiers enter the city."
