The dragon Pablo Ramirez faced was large, covered in tough scales and had topaz eyes full of ancient evil. It studied him and then hissed "You shall not have my hoard". Ramirez replied "That's what you think, Charlie" and took a step forward. As he did so, he drew his sword. The dragon replied "Even fate yields to fire". It opened its mouth and breathed out fire. But Ramirez's sword was magical and transformed the fire to harmless mist. The dragon shrieked in despair and Ramirez thrust the sword forward. It pierced the hard scales, probed for its heart and then the dragon died.