"So where did those animals say that warty witch took Fiona?" Shrek murmured while rubbing his ogre chin and looking around the green grassy Spiral Mountain.
"They mentioned a tall tower like the castle back near the swamp so..." Donkey spoke for he spotted Gruntilda's Lair. "I guess they mean the creepy place with that witch's face on it."
"Well let's get to climbing then." Shrek asserted for he grabbed Donkey and from that point the ogre and his trusted steed started heading up Grunty's lair, with the witch herself looking on from the top of her lair.
"So I see that ogre has layers; but does he have enough onions for prayers?" Gruntilda cackled upon which she stopped since she squinted at herself. "Now that was a stretch of a rhyme; I have to think better ones with time."