The Hell Hag

Caffeinus has failed me this day, as the Slave Pit is flooded with the refuse of the Zombie Minions. The grindstone is being turned at a furious rate, as the lords crack their whips. The Hell Hag has arrived and tries to coat her poison with honey, but I do not bite - white washed tombs still contain dead men's bones. Her shrill shriek, like that of the Harpies, summons the Hydra from it's ocean abode to wreck havoc upon the Slave Pit. Slay it I must.