made a quick mental note of as many potions as possible. Madame Magica was standing in the back of the shop next to a large cauldron. The cauldron appeared to be boiling some sort of liquid. Madame Magica looked with great curiosity at Nemeth.
"You look very familiar boy," said Madame Magica. "Have you shopped here before?"
Nemeth looked directly at her wrinkled face and tried not to laugh.
"No, no, no, this is the first time I've ever been here before," replied Nemeth. "I'm in need of potions that will help me defeat Terazhul. He attacked the Serend Lake region inside of Lord Dragomir's Academy. He cast some sort of Forestial Corruption spell and now it is spreading across the land causing mass chaos. Nobody is safe from Terazhul's spell, not even you."
"Lord Dragomir 's Academy?" said Madame Magica with a surprised tone. "And those clothes you are wearing…yes, yes, crimson and gold."
" I've got gold and silver coins to pay for the potions!" begged Nemeth. "You're an expert at creating potions. Please tell me what potions would be good to stop Terazhul. I don't have much time left to stop him."
"GET OUT OF MY SHOP NOW BOY!" bellowed Madame Magica. "I do not sell any of my potions to anyone associated with Lord Dragomir's Academy. You knew that before coming in here. Now you're trying to trick me into selling you potions by making up a story about you needing to stop some creature named Terazhul."
" I'm not making up any stories," said Nemeth. "What I told you is the truth."
"I TOLD YOU TO LEAVE!" bellowed Madame Magica. "GET OUT NOW BEFORE I HAVE TO HURT YOU!"
"I don't understand why you want me to leave," said Nemeth in a sarcastic tone. "My money is as good as anyone else's. I'll leave but I'd like to make a few adjustments to your marketing plan. First, I'd like to make some changes to your pricing."
Nemeth became very enraged. He quickly took out his sword and with all of his might swung it at one of the nearby legs of a table. The table leg broke off causing several potions on the table to fall off and crash onto the ground. The potions that still remained on the table were shaking from the force of the blow.
"Whoops, did I break something?" questioned Nemeth in a sarcastic tone. " Tell me, is that, is that, um, going to cost me more money now?"
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING BOY!!!???" bellowed Madame Magica.
Nemeth quickly grabbed a green colored potion from the table and threw it at Madame Magica, shattering it on her left leg. She let out a loud scream and started holding her left leg. He quickly grabbed yet another potion from the table. This potion was blue in color. He threw the potion at Madame Magica causing it to shatter on the same leg. Nemeth pointed at another potion on the table.
" Hey tell me what potion this is?" asked Nemeth. "Nah, don't answer that. Just shut the hell up! I already know what this potion is called. It's called MY POTION. I hereby declare that all prices in here are slashed to zero!"
Nemeth pointed at yet another potion on the table .
" THIS ONE IS MINE TOO!" shouted Nemeth. "ALL OF THESE POTIONS ARE NOW MINE!"
Nemeth calmed down slightly and looked at the long, grotesque nose of Madame Magica.
"This is what you get for turning two of my friends to stone ," said Nemeth. "This is what happens when you threaten to kill innocent children who wanted nothing more than to keep you company. Now do you remember me you ugly witch? You stupid ugly witch with a horrible fake name! I mean come on seriously, do you think anyone really believes your name is Madame Magica!!!???"
Mada me Magica was sitting on the floor which was now covered with broken glass from the shattered potion containers. She was still holding her left leg trying to ease the pain. Nemeth walked over to Madame Magica and held his sword over her body ready to strike at any time. He looked at Madame Magica's leg and determined that he must
"You look very familiar boy," said Madame Magica. "Have you shopped here before?"
Nemeth looked directly at her wrinkled face and tried not to laugh.
"No, no, no, this is the first time I've ever been here before," replied Nemeth. "I'm in need of potions that will help me defeat Terazhul. He attacked the Serend Lake region inside of Lord Dragomir's Academy. He cast some sort of Forestial Corruption spell and now it is spreading across the land causing mass chaos. Nobody is safe from Terazhul's spell, not even you."
"Lord Dragomir 's Academy?" said Madame Magica with a surprised tone. "And those clothes you are wearing…yes, yes, crimson and gold."
" I've got gold and silver coins to pay for the potions!" begged Nemeth. "You're an expert at creating potions. Please tell me what potions would be good to stop Terazhul. I don't have much time left to stop him."
"GET OUT OF MY SHOP NOW BOY!" bellowed Madame Magica. "I do not sell any of my potions to anyone associated with Lord Dragomir's Academy. You knew that before coming in here. Now you're trying to trick me into selling you potions by making up a story about you needing to stop some creature named Terazhul."
" I'm not making up any stories," said Nemeth. "What I told you is the truth."
"I TOLD YOU TO LEAVE!" bellowed Madame Magica. "GET OUT NOW BEFORE I HAVE TO HURT YOU!"
"I don't understand why you want me to leave," said Nemeth in a sarcastic tone. "My money is as good as anyone else's. I'll leave but I'd like to make a few adjustments to your marketing plan. First, I'd like to make some changes to your pricing."
Nemeth became very enraged. He quickly took out his sword and with all of his might swung it at one of the nearby legs of a table. The table leg broke off causing several potions on the table to fall off and crash onto the ground. The potions that still remained on the table were shaking from the force of the blow.
"Whoops, did I break something?" questioned Nemeth in a sarcastic tone. " Tell me, is that, is that, um, going to cost me more money now?"
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING BOY!!!???" bellowed Madame Magica.
Nemeth quickly grabbed a green colored potion from the table and threw it at Madame Magica, shattering it on her left leg. She let out a loud scream and started holding her left leg. He quickly grabbed yet another potion from the table. This potion was blue in color. He threw the potion at Madame Magica causing it to shatter on the same leg. Nemeth pointed at another potion on the table.
" Hey tell me what potion this is?" asked Nemeth. "Nah, don't answer that. Just shut the hell up! I already know what this potion is called. It's called MY POTION. I hereby declare that all prices in here are slashed to zero!"
Nemeth pointed at yet another potion on the table .
" THIS ONE IS MINE TOO!" shouted Nemeth. "ALL OF THESE POTIONS ARE NOW MINE!"
Nemeth calmed down slightly and looked at the long, grotesque nose of Madame Magica.
"This is what you get for turning two of my friends to stone ," said Nemeth. "This is what happens when you threaten to kill innocent children who wanted nothing more than to keep you company. Now do you remember me you ugly witch? You stupid ugly witch with a horrible fake name! I mean come on seriously, do you think anyone really believes your name is Madame Magica!!!???"
Mada me Magica was sitting on the floor which was now covered with broken glass from the shattered potion containers. She was still holding her left leg trying to ease the pain. Nemeth walked over to Madame Magica and held his sword over her body ready to strike at any time. He looked at Madame Magica's leg and determined that he must
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