Welcome back. We hope you are all online to note that we have changed. We are all Wizzrobe. You are Wizzrobe. All are Wizzrobe.

Have a Kaw Day.

It rings, like a bell, with every step.
I hate it so much.
It accompanies you. And watches you while you are on fire.
I hate you so much.
It knows your language.
Where is my machete.
It doesn't help you. It hinders your travels.
It isn't a Wizzrobe. I think...

If Wizzrobes have infiltrated your home, and you don't have a shotgun handy, do not worry. Unless you are on fire. Which is pretty common.

The Anti-Wizzrobe Corporation brings you new riddles every single week.

If this is not the case, please take a lance, a puppy, and a knife. Hold the knife in your right hand, and the puppy in the left. Now this might get a little bloody. Take the knife, and stab the puppy 60 times in the chest. Then stick the puppy corpse, unless it is still alive somehow, through the lance tip.

Thanks Nintendo, my family is already on fire.

The entrance of this place blows you back with the strength of 300 tornadoes.
Torn puppy heads on the tip of lances are on display near the entrance. About 9 of them or so.
Your on fire. For some reason. All the time.
Wizzrobe.

This riddle was brought to you by the Anti-Wizzrobe Corporation. Please don't kill my family Nintendo.