The NS lost to me again...
hahahaha!
"Dang it!" you shout. "How many times do I have to kill you? This battle has taken over a half an hour and there's no save point!"
"Ha! You will never defeat me!" The Sorceress cackles. There is a muffled *POP* and a slightly greasy smell as the apparition vanishes and is replaced by a nasty-looking floating sausage.
The sausage shoots a STREAM OF HOT GREASE at you. You duck, remembering all those times you used to fry bacon in the nude. Fortunately, the Wand of Nagamar glows brightly and the stream becomes a THREE FOOT MASSAGER.
It massages both of your feet, then buzzes off into the gloaming looking for another foot to massage.
The sausage tries to TANGLE YOU IN CASING. You're not even sure what sausage casing is made of, and you don't want to find out. Fortunately, your Wand of Nagamar glows brightly and summons a YOGI'S ANCIENT LUNG instead.
The lung drops to the ground with a petrified thud and lays there, looking perfectly at peace with the universe.
The sausage bulges in the middle and releases a cloud of A NETTLED HOPS STINK. You collapse to the floor, choking. "Gah! It smells like... like rotten beer and weeds!"
You wave your hands in front of your face, unable to think, and fortunately wave the Wand of Nagamar as well. Reality bends and twists like a CD in a microwave (wait, what's a CD? Or a microwave?). A bolt of energy leaps from the wand to SEND LINK TO THE PAST. The sausage falls through a rift in the space-time continuum and is promptly eaten by a cavewoman.
She smiles at you through the rift. "Zelll-daaa," she says, which is probably caveman for "that was really tasty, but I'm going to regret eating it later."
You see that your way to the king is clear after the rift heals itself and normality (or what passes for it here) is restored.
You win the fight!
Bolla Boll smiles approvingly.
You gain 255 Muscleboundness.Y
ou gain a Muscle point!
You gain 128 Enchantedness.
You gain 124 Chutzpah.
You gain a Moxie point!
