As you approach the spit,
one of the old women throws some powder on to the fire,
and the three of them step back, cackling.
You are on your guard.
As you watch, the fire begins to roar and the flames grow menacingly.
Suddenly, several of the flames spring from the fire and take the shape of a DEVLIN,
a Dwarf-sized creature, made of fire itself!
The three hags point towards you and the Devlin advances.
Draw your sword and prepare to fight it ?
Look for cover ?
Prepare a Spell ?