8bitfix writes:People burn witches. The evidence is out there, and those fires most likely are hot. How do you hide your collection of cauldrons from this mob of citizens with not a lot to do? These folks were looking for entertainment, and your strange vials full of moldy seaweed and collection of hair follicles are questions those starved for enjoyment want answered. Anyway up you went turning on a pyre, heavy chanting, spitting and the like. They didn't buy your alibi of mass porridge production. They were the sort of choose your own adventure crowd, when one page ends with churning butter, they thumb backwards to find themselves capturing the heretic. YOU. This story is not unlike what has dogged DmC's development. Why focus on what's important when you can grouse limply about hairstyles? Burn the witch.