Never having heard of these creatures, Limtrot drew his sword. Jerky hissed - sensing danger. Too late, though, with a hiss the Gark threw a vial at the dragon. Jerky screamed in agony and fear as he started to crumble in mid-air, helpless. Limtrot stared in horror as his dragon seemed to explode before his eyes. Pipin yelled at him : STOP - you can't possibly win against that creature. Drop your sword!'
(do skréše) Jak potřeboješ večmochat staré vzkaz od orčityho špiloša, bóchni na plke o něm a na prvnim řádko za přehlašovacim ménem nandeš možnost okázat jeho zpráve. (konec) (okázat šecke vechetávke)