Marisa's golden eyes widened at the next task. She felt a kinship with the witch, because, you know. Witches and all. She didn't really want to kill anybody, exactly, or at least anybody she actually knew.

"Whoa whoa whoa hoooold on a second here, ze. She didn't have this power all along, if she did it would have shown up sooner. There is a way to knock it out of her and into someone else, right? I wouldn't even care if it was any of the rest of you that had it either, I'd look for another way first. Now." Marisa took a deep breath before continuing, looking at the other witch, "If we can't knock it out of her into someone or something more squishy, if we did kill her and the rift was gone, could we bring her back or what? It's never gonna be as easy as offing someone, that sounds, well, way too easy! There has to be something more to it!"

She gestured to herself, trying to feel a bit braver, "I know things about final battles, there is always something after, and sometimes a tea party after that. If I slug back this vial, can I just pull it out of her or do something else about it?"