sunlight shone off its metallic, heavily armored body, and its two glowing white eyes emitted beams of light onto the asphalt in front of it. Its limbs were rubber, and one squeaked every so often in protest as the beast moved down the street. As soon as he saw its murderous gaze drift around the street corner, the hero dove behind a nearby scraggly bush. These armored brutes were generally harmless if they didn’t see you. Judging its position by the rattling, rumbling snarl it produced, the little knight waited until the sound faded away down the road. He carefully peered out from behind the bush, to make extra-double- sure it was gone. Luckily, the beast was nowhere in sight; it clearly hadn’t noticed him.
Breathing a sigh of relief, the hero stood up and brushed the dirt off his cardboard armor. He realized that in his haste, one of his shin guards had broken off. Curses! Well, there was nothing he could do for it now. Pulling the mangled section of armor off, he tossed it into the grass and leapt back onto his all-terrain steed, ready to pursue his next triumph.
As he pedaled it through the tall grass and out into the road, the princess’s house came into view. It was guarded by the king of the dragons, who towered over than any of his subjects. With giant, sharp horns protruding out of its forehead, evergreen scales, and ruby red eyes, it proved the most menacing thing on the block. Fear was struck into the heart of the good knight, as it would be with any person who looked directly into the monster’s eyes. Although he had made short work of many other dragons in the neighborhood in the past, he had not yet been able to defeat this one, even after battling it several times. Its beady eyes sized him up once again from down all the way down the street.