“It’s a surprise.” Says Reba, running to the dining room. Chefs were immediately waiting for her. “What do you—?” A male penguin chef starts. Reba puts one of her flippers over his beak. “I’ve made a terrible mistake!” She whispers. “Patra has got to go! Serve her all the Jinko Powder we have! Burn down Jinko fields immediately afterward so that nobody has to worry about death by Jinko ever again!” Eventually, Patra’s dinner was ready. “Took you—wait…JINKO POWDER—?!?!?” Two guards grab Patra by the snout and force her mouth open! “FOR MY CHILDREN!!!” Screams Reba as she pours every existing drop of Jinko Powder down Patra’s gullet! “NOT JINKO POW—GAAAAAAAAAK—!!!!!” With that, Patra falls limp on the throne! “HIP HIP HORAY!!! HIP HIP HORAY!!! HIP HIP HORAY!!!” The guards cheer! Their celebration was short lived however, as the cobra amazon corpse’s closed eyes shoot open! “WOOOOOOOOOOH! DID MY BODY NEED THAT!” The somehow still alive Patra shouts in relaxation as she picks herself right back up! “Bu…Bu…Bu—!” Reba stammers in shock and fear. “Bu…Bu…But what?” Patra mimics her. “You honestly thought I didn’t prepare?” Patra glances at Reba’s staff. “Suffice to say you should’ve destroyed your staff when you had the chance.” Patra returns her attention to Reba and the others. “You used a spell on yourself?????” Reba questions incredulously. “That’s correct! Nothing is lethal anymore! Not Jinko Powder! Not internal organ failure! Not anything!!! And to top it all off, I’m…”
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