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She must be destroyed.

This is where we met the scones. I mean, the wizard.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, slow down, kid.

What has four hooves and wants to buy a potion?

You could be our Chosen One.

No one wants an un-oiled snake. Follow me.

But Eda thinks I'm meant for chores

-You mean apple juice? -No.

who'd love to take my business down

You fool, don't you see? I'm no wizard.

Your quest shall stop if you fail this game.

Please have witchy clothes.

No. Joke's on you,

Okay, this is it.

I am not a-- [muffled grunt]

I hate to interrupt your power nap, but you have to go with her.

I'm just wishing you a good morning.

-[wind howling] -[creaking]

[Eda] The bones of the isles.

The Boiling Isles is nothing but a cesspool of despair.

[sighs] My eyes are down here.

On weekends, I offer rare human treasures

And look, there's a baby fox in his beard.

When People asking why you always look Tired

I won't let you down, Miss Eda.