Then flew down Gorynytch, a three-headed dragon with seven tails. Flames poured out of his mouth and heavy smoke billowed from his ears. He had iron claws, and the air around him was saturated with sulfur. “An old prophecy foretells that one day Dobrynya would slay me,” he roared, “but this proves it wrong—the hero now is my victim!”.
(lo pinta Frank C. Papé)