Cam's still following the flock of angels and the harried demon.
Oh, damn, she can't make wishes here, she has to actually tie her silks back on. Annoying. She does it anyway.
He does that. Back to his beloveds.
[Amariah, Kas, incoming half-flock.]
Aianon's beloveds are of course glad to see him unharmed by his escapade.
"Whoa," says Cam, bouncing out of the way again. "Look, we didn't come here intending to kill anyone. That guy attacked us. And he had a chance to surrender and he didn't take it. We'd also rather not kill you, now that you mention it."
Cam sighs. He keeps bouncing around. Meanwhile he inquires of the alethiometer whether the remaining mountain angels are dangerous to people who don't have copious boosts and powers the way him and Amariah and Kas do.
Kas, can you get more detail about how the remaining mountain angels are dangerous? It's saying they are dangerous to everyone because they want to rule in the name of the Authority, but I bet it would've come up in conversation before now if 'pissed off angel' were a common cause of mishap for regular people here.
They don't do stuff directly, that much, says Kas after a short consultation. But they can go anywhere and see anything they want, and they can - encourage. And the shit they encourage is not good shit.
Enchanting at least sometimes works up here, I could maybe enchant them all into a box like his till they want to talk, says Amariah dubiously.
So I asked what the Clouded Mountain wants, he says into the link.
They want to rule every conscious mind on every world. No dissent, no disagreement, nobody doing anything without permission. Total control. Of everything. Technically they want it all for the Authority, but most of them don't know he's - like he is.
Amariah, your world - do I start engaging these little creeps?
Cam wishes them quick clean ends, one at a time, square by square.