George gazed, dumbstruck, towards the dragon, which had nerves of steel and blood of oil. How could he defeat it? He could try and see how it went; or he could walk away and let the dragon swallow up the mystified princess, at the same time as missing the opportunity to marry the princess of Egypt. But first he needed to punch his fist into the ground and made a tactical plan. Analyse his surroundings, estimate the dragon's moves. With adjusting ease, as George was a clever examiner, he made a cunning plan. Quietly, the dragon slowly stirred, ready for the attack. Suddenly, it awoke.