"What, why are you staring at me?" the woman said.
"Just sizing you up."
"What, you think you can defeat me?"
"No."
Placing her hands on hips, "Then what?"
"Trying to figure out if you would be a good morsel for a dragon."
"Pft! What kind of fool are you?"
"The kind that can turn into a dragon."
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