Butififyoudo a certainstrategywhereyourollunderneathher, youripoffbothofherwingsandthenyoustrappedthemontoyourback, andthenyoucanflystraightupandgettothetop.
Andthenthereyoufind a jarofpeanutbutter, yougettothefinalboss, theprepthatstagingtheshopkeepersgonnadoyouwanttobuyanysuppliestokilltheshop.
Oh, myGod.
Youknow, underneaththetestandthere's just a bottleofholywater.