Up in the Manor attic, Piper slams the Book of Shadows shut in frustration and asks the Dolt for his opinion. Always a bad idea, Piper. The Dolt crosses in front of her, blathering on about enlisting the aid of a demon, as a glissading noise hits the soundtrack. By the time he crosses back, Piper's vanished. The Dolt, being the Dolt, continues his babbling unaware of his wife's hasty exit.

Down in Hell, Piper swirls into the cage via a cloud of glowing golf balls. Raige and Phoebe give her the bullet on their situation as Prior Pock holds up the Votum Sanguinis for D'Eartha to recite. "Let me get this straight," Piper deadpans. "You guys summoned me to a cage where my powers don't work so we could all die together?" Phoebe reminds Piper that there is no power stronger than the Power of Three. Meanwhile, Prior Pock and D'Eartha spew Craptin at each other. Shafts of blinding white light pierce D'Eartha's body from within to spread throughout the chamber as she levitates up into the air above the pentagram. She hangs there, arms outstretched, as the ground begins to tremble beneath the feet of the assembled. Several demonic acolytes gaze up at D'Eartha rapturously. Somebody's going to be mighty warm in the afterlife for that one, but I'm forced to admit that the Christ imagery here is a hell of a lot more effective than it was the last time they used it. And a hell of a lot more disturbing. D'Eartha presently returns to earth and stops glowing. She turns to confront the Ps, and is delighted to see that Piper has joined the party. That is, until her dreadlocks burst into flame. Heh. When Phoebe's hair flared up earlier, I was too overjoyed at the thought of the Phoebangs meeting their justified and nasty end to notice how much this effect resembles Melanie Griffith as a human torch at the end of Cecil B. Demented. Phoebe supposes the Phoetus's powers are too much for D'Eartha to absorb safely. She urges Piper and Raige to join her in some old-school chanting of the "Power Of Three" spell over and over again in the cage. For those of you who have forgotten how it goes, I shall transcribe: