Стража! Стража!

           "Don’tbedaft,"saidBrotherWatchtowerseverely."Wehaven’tgotaking,sowecan’thaveprincesses.Standstoreason."

           "Ofcourse,intheolddaysitwaseasy,"saidBrotherDoorkeeperhappily.

           "Why?"

           "Hejusthadtokilladragon."

           TheSupremeGrandMasterclappedhishandstogetherandofferedasilentprayertoanygodwhohappenedtobelistening.He’dbeenrightaboutthesepeople.Soonerorlatertheirramblinglittlemindstookthemwhereyouwantedthemtogo.

           "Whataninterestingidea,"hetrilled.

           "Wouldn’twork,"saidBrotherWatchtowerdourly."Thereain’tnobigdragonsnow."

           "Therecouldbe."

           TheSupremeGrandMastercrackedhisknuckles.

           "Comeagain?"saidBrotherWatchtower.

           "Isaidtherecouldbe."

           TherewasanervouslaughfromthedepthsofBrotherWatchtower’scowl.

           "What,therealthing?Greatbigscalesandwings?"

           "Yes."

           "Breathlikeablastfurnace."