Sir Geralt was a knight of the round table, a loyal servant of King Arthur for many years now. King Arthur had requested a final quest from Sir Geralt, to slay the mighty dragon in Ooz's castle. Sir Geralt accepted this noble challenge with pride and thought it as his last duty before he retired into a life of hermitage. He'd developed a reputation as an esteemed monster hunter ever since his victory over the chimera raids on Camelot. Sir Geralt took great haste to reach the castle of Ooz and complete his task. He imagined himself returning to Camelot after defeating the dragon where he'd be showered in rose petals and the kisses of maidens with the widest foreheads. After a perilous journey over treacherous mountains and misty swamps, he arrived at the infamous castle. Sorcerers patrolled the outskirts of the fortress, there was no way he could fight them all. He lurked beneath the shadows and stealthily made his way into the castle. The castle was filled with creatures of all kinds but luckily they were either caged or beyond invisible barriers. He made his way through deep tunnels and managed to locate the dragon's den. A blood lust overcame him at the sight of the vile beasts, he summoned a mighty battle cry from his thick lungs and charged the creatures. With just a few steps left between the dragon and himself, Sir Geralt launched himself towards the leviathan but was forced into a sudden halt by an invisible wall. “What kind of sorcery is this” he shouted. He had dropped his sword and shield from the impact and had lost his composure. Suddenly strong hands gripped his arms and started dragging him. His armor made a screeching noise as he was dragged away by two men in police uniforms. Tourists were staring in shock at the crack he'd made on the glass cage of the Komodo Dragons.
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