Don't be a stick in the mud!

The witch hurls a fireball at you. You dodge it and it explodes in the mud.

"Ha! Missed me!" you bellow.

"I wasn't aiming at you, fatso!" retorts the witch.

Suddenly you feel the mud harden. You try to climb out, but you are too late. You are encased in dried earth, hard as concrete.

The witch cackles with laughter as she leaves.

Written by Andrew Anorak (edited by wanderer)

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