"verily; there is yon dragon" "AYO DRAGON GET THINE BITCH ASS HITHER" The terrible dragon doth erupt from its tower, carrying the fair hoes in its talons. "ayo sir tyrone it hast got our fair hoes in its talons" "verily we need a careful plan to avoid the death of our fair hoes-" Just as the words doth leaveth Sir Tyrone's lips, Sir DeAndre doth let loose an arrow. "thou shouldst have said something earlier" The arrow flies true and doth pierce the dragon's head, killing it in an instant. The dragon doth fall to the ground face-first, sparing the fair hoes the impact. "our fair hoes doth be safe!" "HUZZAH" Shaniqua, Shanice, Tanisha, Kenesha, and Shanesha doth return to the kniggaz unharmed. "all the wenches in the house say VERILY" "VERILY" "but sir tyrone; what abouteth our holy grail" "oh dost thou mean this" Shanesha produces a divine goblet. "HUZZAH SHE HAST FOUND THE HOLY GRAIL" The kniggaz and the fair hoes doth return to the castle, their divine quest completed.