"The Holy Flame is supreme and great, for my king, Saladin!"
Zahir brandished his riding spear, leading six thousand cavalry into the battlefield. This was Saladin's last major force of mobility, aside from the Kasaji Guard that protected him, which numbered only over a thousand.
Among the six thousand cavalry, four thousand were wearing heavy armor, well-trained Mamluk heavy cavalry.
Zahir led them to maneuver along the battle's edge, intending to pick the weakest point of the Crusaders' line for a raid.
But at that moment, a Mamluk Forbidden Guard beside him suddenly shouted, "Your Highness, look behind!"
Zahir spun around abruptly.
He saw a gigantic beast, flapping its wings as it slowly rose from the Saracen camp.
...
A majestic dragon's cry echoed from above.
Losa instinctively looked up, and his gaze became transfixed on the towering, magnificent silhouette.
