//Level 8/12: The Sea Witch
{WITCHBOSS}Tch.
{A11}Uh, hello? Did my giant crisis interrupt your beauty drink?
{WITCHBOSS}Take five, boss man, I've got this.
{A4}Well, you’re the last witch standing, so I hope you’re right.
{WITCHBOSS}Go gel your hair, darling. I’ll clean up this mess.
{A1}. . .
{A4}Fine.
{WITCHBOSS}Alright, my pretty. You’re on my {CYAN}surf{WHITE} now.
{WITCHBOSS}You’re in for an {CYAN}ocean{WHITE} of hurt-- wait, hang on. You don’t seem surprised by my {CYAN}puns{WHITE}.
{WITCHBOSS}Oh no.
{WITCHBOSS}Did that moronic brother of mine {K}steal my act?!{K}
{WITCHBOSS}Ugh, upstaged by a {CYAN}glacial{WHITE} idiot.
{WITCHBOSS}Why don’t we skip the wordplay, then? You vanquished a lot of bosses to get here. Althus must have really pissed you off.
{WITCHBOSS}Pity you’ll never get to fight him.
