You skillfully cut the bolts and free the ladder from its bolty prison. Just then, the ladder is engulfed in a burst of smoke, and a gaseous figure wearing a turban appears!
It literally works itself into a huff. "Well, I was planning on enacting a very lethal revenge on that Wizzard for imprisoning me, but I think I'll let him live, just to spite you! Ha!"
The figure grumpily floats away into an anachronistic ceiling vent, but as it departs it mutters "Oh, alright, I guess I owe you something. Here!"
The burnt ladder before you magically transforms into the Platinum Utility Ladder!