Working outcan be torture

Crusydor backs up, charges at you (his weight capulting him forward) and crashes into you, pushing you free and wedgeing himself in the doorway.

With a foot on either side of the door, you grab him by the arms and pull him free.

Exhaused, you both sink to the ground. "We'll have to get back into shape!" you gasp.

"Too true!" replies Crusydor "I'm far too heavy to fly!"

"Is there a gym here?" you ask

"No, but I've seen a torture chamber" the dragon replies

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