The princess stood over the body of a fully armored knight, blood beginning to seep from the joints of his battered armor. The man moaned as the princess loomed above him, her war hammer raised high, ready to strike the final blow.

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"Please," the knight moaned, "spare me?"

The princess shouted, “No slaying my dragon therapist! I’m working through unresolved trauma, and it’s manifesting as violent tendencies!”