Mordal landed in front of Giran, and forced his hand down his throat, grabbing the senzu beans as fast as he could, and pulled his arm out fast,  and crushed the beans. "I wouldn't do that, if I were you." Mordal squatted in front of the fat dragon. "I'l make you a deal, Giran. I'm going to let you live if you promise to ONLY eat peple who are willing to be eaten and can be reformed. I undertsand what being a voreaphile is like, but I must protect innocent lives if they are in any danger. Do we have a deal?"