The Nemean Lion

The first labour assigned to Hercules was to slay the Nemean Lion. The question was: how does one kill an invulnerable animal?

The entire country knew where to steer clear. This was no ordinary lion, but a direct descendant of the monstrous Chimera. The beast, with divine attributes, boasted a golden hide so thick that spears and arrows rebounded off it as if they were straw. Its claws, as sharp as swords, could pierce armour as though it were mere paper. And its jaws, strong and powerful, allowed it to crush rocks as if they were crunchy nuts.

All the people living in that area, from Nemea to the northeast of the kingdom, were deeply terrified by the havoc wrought by the lion. Fear of the beast deterred all travellers from approaching those lands and also discouraged merchants from trading with the entire region of Argolis.

Facing the creature was, plainly and simply, a certain death. No warrior had returned. Thus, Eurystheus did not hesitate to assign this task to Hercules, hoping to witness the end of the hero.

The King’s Orders

King Eurystheus relished the thought of Hercules' suffering. For a long time, he had harboured hatred, envy, and resentment towards his cousin, as he possessed none of Hercules' attributes nor enjoyed his reputation.

"Make your way to Nemea," Eurystheus told Hercules, "and slay the lion that is ravaging the land."
"Just kill it?" asked Hercules. "Don't you want me to bring it back?"

Amid the laughter of his courtiers, the king responded with a smile:

"And what would I do with a lion? No, I do not want you to bring it to me!"

Hercules stood up, bowed, and left the throne room.

"He may have arms like oak branches, but his brain is the size of a walnut," the king scoffed in a final burst of contempt.

Underestimating Hercules' cunning and judgement could only be defined as foolishness. And soon, it would be proven so.

A Strength Worthy of the Gods

Hercules knew that facing a lion was no easy task. He had the experience from years ago when he had to kill the lion of Thespis. This time, however, the risk and complexity were much greater.

To carry out the task, he began to track and spy on the beast. It was crucial to understand its movements, learn how it hunted, and assess its speed and brutality. He did this for months, day after day. He could not afford any margin for error and had to be prepared. Even so, he was well aware that his weapons, formidable and of divine origin though they were, would not suffice to stop the beast. He would have to rely solely on his bare hands and his strength. Thus, in addition to spying, he spent all that time training, preparing for combat. He did this by uprooting trees from the stump and lifting and throwing large stones overhead until he achieved a strength worthy of the gods.

When he knew he was ready, Hercules followed the trail of the lion, stealthily, until he reached its den.

A Deadly Embrace

Through meticulous silence, Hercules managed to position himself just metres away from the lion. Then, as he had planned, he lunged at it with such brutality that the roles of predator and prey seemed to be reversed. No one had ever dared attack the lion in such a manner before.

From the impact, the lion fell to the ground. Hercules did not want to give it a chance to react or recover. He could not afford to step back lest he become a victim of its claws or jaws. With an unyielding motion, he formed a loop with his arms around the lion's neck and began to squeeze as tightly as his position allowed.

The lion rolled him on the ground, trying to shake Hercules off, but the embrace was so solid that all the blows and struggles Hercules received were not enough to break the hold. Gradually, the movements began to slow down. The lion resisted, but the lack of oxygen was beginning to weaken it. Hercules trusted nothing. He continued relentlessly until, after more than an hour, the lion exhaled its last breath.

A Sacred Armour

After the battle, Hercules stood upright beside the corpse and bowed his head.

"It was a fair fight," he said. "I only hope you did not suffer. I apologise for now having to mar your body."

Hercules, a man of honour, always showed great respect for his adversaries, even if they were savage beasts like in this instance. Whenever possible, he wanted to send them to the other world with all the honour and ceremony they deserved. The tougher the fight, the more profound and reverent the tributes.

He remembered how Eurystheus had belittled the body of the lion once it was dead. Hercules, however, recognized the animal's sacredness. Its body was not merely a trophy; it was a pledge, a gift that he had earned after the epic battle.
He did not know how to cut the skin since no weapon could penetrate it. In a sudden apparition, Athena, goddess of wisdom, craftsmanship and war, enlightened Hercules's mind to use the lion’s own claws to make the cut.

Thus, he made himself armour from the indestructible hide of the lion and a necklace of claws hanging from his neck. With this new attire, he began the journey back to the king's castle. His first labour had been completed.

Continues with the Lernaean Hydra.

Honouring the Legend

While we would love to offer you an armour made from the hide of the Nemean Lion, the beast has long ceased to exist, leaving no trace behind.

What we can offer you, however, is this magnificent T-shirt that pays homage to the divine Lion that once roamed the region of Argolis, Greece.

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As we cannot provide you with a sacred piece, we do not want to sacrifice any animal for a piece of clothing. All our items are 100% cotton and made with the utmost respect for the environment. LũM always aims to respect the flora and fauna of our planet.

Thank you for your trust, and may the adventure continue!

Reading list

• Labours of Hercules. Wikipedia, the Free Encyclopedia.
• Fry, S. (2018). Heroes. Penguin Books.
• Hamiltor, E. (1942). Mythology, Timeless tales of Gods and Heroes. Little, Brown and Company.
• Graves, R. (1955). The Greek Myths. Penguin Books.