Dragon dropped out of the sky to where a plump white virgin was shackled against a rock wall. She shrieked squeakily…
“Halt foul beast.” The voice was more shaky than commanding, and it emanated from a steel-clad knight astride a bored-looking destrier. Horse and dragon eyed each other, and horse offered the equine equivalent of a shrug.
The maiden clasped her hands across her ample bosom as the young knight hefted his broadsword in an unsteady hand.
“Boo…” dragon laughed.
Horse took matters into his own hooves. And bolted.
Dragon ate the virgin.
He belched a single flame…