[No Dachi]

Rage coursed through the Monkey King's royal veins. One of the Bananas, the slave race that his Monkey Ancestors had finally subjugated after the Second War of the Jungle hundreds of years before, had dared intrude on the Royal Monkey Chamber! And now it had the impudence to dance! No Dachi leapt to his feet, flinging an outstretched arm in the direction of the Banana.

"Banana! How dare you taint the vision of the mighty Monkey King, King of all your Monkey Masters, with your foul form and your fouler dancing?!" The Monkey King demanded angrily, and, a second later, having not waited for the dancing fruit to answer: "Guards! Eat him!" Instantly, the Monkey Guards who had been standing at the side walls of the room with spears held ready began to close on the lone Dancing Banana, already drooling in anticipation of the delicious Bananaflesh.