"MY SCALES ARE STEEL. MY FANGS ARE SWORDS. MY CLAWS ARW SPEARS. MY WINGS ARE A HURRIC-oh." *sees a little old lady try to cross the street* "that will do." *swoops down to eat the old lady because always go for the weak,sickly and old when hunting*
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