Guards Guards - Smoke

The dragon removed the claw from its mouth in one graceful movement and caught the high priest, who was just sneaking away, a blow which knocked him high into the air. When he was screaming at the top of the arc the great mouth came around and-“Gosh!” said Lady Ramkin.

There was a groan from the watchers.

“The temperature of the thing!” said Vines. “I mean, nothing left! Just a wisp of smoke!”

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Guards Guards - p248