"As the dragon drew closer, Mister Topaz opened his maw wide. Glancing back, I saw rows of viciously sharp teeth surrounding a dark, insatiable gullet.
I had an idea. “Keep flying straight.”
Calamity grunted, straining his wings for more speed. “Ah hope y’know what yer doin’…”
I opened my saddlebags and pulled out the rest of my grenades. All of them. I noted with terror-tinged amusement that they really did look like metal apples.
“How do you like…” I whispered as I let go of everything but the stems, sending the grenades right into the dragon’s ravenous throat."