Something kills me before I can start the ritual.

Shit! The witch didn't like my plan, evidently. Not Beatrice, the other witch... the one that called me her "Reader." Disappointed with the concept of me grinding through this game like some sort of JRPG.

I know she was disappointed because the moment Beatrice's servants began to draw her circle and the Seven Stakes took up their places around it, I felt my heart convulse and my eyes bulge. My heart was being arrested; my brain was... well, let's not get into the gruesome details. Point is, these symptoms don't occur randomly. This was calculated: she saw me exploiting an opportunity and took steps against me.

I suppose this is what I get for being boring. Beatrice was left to stare in confusion as my dead body fell uselessly to the floor, while the sisters complained about losing their free meal.