Enjolras pulled the first ladder up after himself, and found the second. He continued climbing in this manner, aware that the banging had stopped but really not taking any chances. He didn't trust easily, and he had every reason in the world not to.
Eventually, he reached the ledge inside the elephants head, and there he scrambled around for a weapon of some kind. He knew that they were stashed there, but all he could find was a battered up French flag... but at least it was on a stick, which was as good as what the other man had. Plus, the attacker was unlikely to discern exactly what he had with him at a height of nearly 80ft.
He popped out of the hole in the top of the elephants head to peer down at him and plan out his next move.