Without warning, something crashes through the trees on the opposite side of the bench. People point and shout as the cyclops looks around before spotting the sleeping dragon. He snatches it up and slurps it down like a spaghetti noodle, then licking his lips.<br/>"Buurrp!" the cyclops says, patting his belly as the dragon he swallowed squirms in frustration. He turns to you, licking his lips again and reaching down with a giant yellow hand...