Talk:Dragon/@comment-27303410-20160710050639/@comment-28358106-20160802020414

I leap into the rubble and pull out my officially licensed copy of the Master Sword, complete with sheath.*  I stick it in my belt and draw it, holding it like Conan.

"You shall not take me, O Dragon!  I shall slay thee!"

And I hope for the best as I book it while she's on the ground, doubled over with laughter.


 * I don't actually have one of these.  I could only afford the letter opener size.