As the old harridan prods her finger towards you, directing the mass of unpleasantly crackling magic your way, you suddenly remember the silver ring. Your not sure if invisibility works on witches (tolkien was a litle skanty on witch based information), but deffinately it's worth a try.

You plunge one hand into your pocket, scrabble through a few paper tissues and finally close your fingers around the cold circle of the ring.

As you slip it on the hag gives a screach of horror, spitting out some words which most respectable old ladies would certainly never use.

"You litle ratbag! steal my magic items will you! ---- deaths too good for you"

she claps both bony blue vaned hands together and the hovering mass of green vanishes. Breathing a sigh of relief you start looking around for a convenient weapon. sadly the only items that look to have some witch slaying potential seem to be the implements of torture, and those are all hung on the wall behind where Sugarina is standing.


"I'll show you! You can invite my next guest!"

You aren't left wondering what Sugarina means for very long as she quickly extends both hands towards you, fingers stretching forward like claws. from the pointed ends of her very unpleasant nails bursts a stream of liquid silver light like the sparkling tale of one of the more expensive types of firework.

the silver blast flies across the room fast as a bullit to strike an ornament on a table behind your last position. The ornament (a jolly looking guarden gnome doing something painful to another gnome with a pitchfork), vanishes in a burst of light like a camera flash, and in it's place is a small, brown, crusted circle giving off whisps of steam.

It's only as you sidle quickly away from another blast that results in another circle that you recognize the objects as freshly baked, hot doughnuts, delicious, sweet smelling and ready to trick some other hungry pedestrian into this hell hole of a dungeon.

quickly you start an invisible tango around the room, but from the worrying accuracy of the streams of silver that the witch continues to shoot, you have a nasty suspicion that the imprints of your feet on the carpit are stil visible to the crone, either that or witches have especially good eyesite for seeing the unseen. for whatever reason, her saving throws are clearly extremely good, sinse whenever she throws spells your way, despite your magical camouflage you really have to work to save yourself from being hit.

You grab up a hefty teapot from the shelf of potion materials and hurl it at the witch, but a blast of silver meets it in midair like a striking snake, and yet another round, sticky doughnut plops onto the carpet.

it's clear that Sugarina is becoming increasingly frustrated as rays of silver light burst wildly from her hands like bullits from the machine gun in an episode of the A team, and more and more of the rooms eclectic contents are transformed into doughnuts.

obviously you'll need some sort of weapon to dispose of the witch, but what?

Anything you pick up is only going to make you more visible, ---- unless the witch turns it into a doughnut herself, and it's only a matter of time before one of those silver beams gets lucky and you end your life as a sugared, deep fried snack item.

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