Not since Oprah gave every member of her studio audience a brand new Pontiac G6 have so many people experienced what it’s like for a fairy godmother to upgrade their hoopties simultaneously. You get a dragon! You get a dragon! EVERY BASTARD GETS A DRAGON! (Or burned alive, of course. Not all blondes are dragonseeds.) Much of this season — and the first season, to be honest — has felt like a protracted build-up that would only pay off when full-on war broke out between Green and Black.