"Well! Ring around the rosy, a pocket full of spears! Thought you'd be pretty foxy, didn't you? Well! The last to go will see the first three go before her! And her mangy little dog, too!
How about a little fire, Scarecrow?
ARRRRRGH! — YOU CURSED BRAT! LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE! I'm MELTING! Melting! Oh — what a world, what a world! Who would have thought a good little girl like you could destroy my beautiful wickedness?! ARRRRRGH! I'm gone! I'm gone! I'm going!..." [is fully melted]
I reckon we'll just have to keep our eyes peeled and a bucket of water handy for when she reincarnates her ambitions
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