Even the strongest demons here aren't able to resist the call of sleep when Ember uses it on them, leading them to collapse on the spot, and her hexes come faster now, a demon dropping every few seconds.

And Ramien will parry the lightning bolt that Minagho unleashes with his starknife before closing into melee range.

The wardstone is so helpful. Ky wades in, a sword in each hand.

Pretty soon there won't be many demons left standing, and the handful of surviving Vrocks have made a lot of distance in an effort to avoid flying somewhere she can reach with her paper.

Ramien hasn't been having the best time of it with Minagho; his arms have half a dozen angry red welts on them, and there's blood still on his forehead from some now healed wounds. Minagho has hardly gotten off unscathed herself, however, and with the fight about to go from 1 on 1 to four to one, that seems unlikely to change any time soon.

"How? How can this possibly be happening? Explain, girl, where you got this power!"

"Why would I do that?" Stab.

Minagho tries to say something else, but all that comes out is a pained gurgle due to the sword in her lung. Genuine fear shows on her face; for the first time this fight, she's not able to hide it, and when she wrenches herself off the sword whatever she tries to do to heal herself only slightly helps. Humiliated, bleeding from dozens of cuts, and with a hole in her chest, Minagho finally decides discretion is the better part of valor and flees for her life by teleporting out.

Anything else that needs a few thousand papercuts?

Nope! Seeing Minagho leave was apparently the last straw for the vrocks flying overhead, and they peel off northword, climbing as swiftly as they can along the way.

With the last demon gone and the fight ended, the power starts to drain from her; instead of an endless ocean of strength, she's left with a mere river. But her sword still sings in her hand, delighting in her new-found connection to heaven itself, and all the paper under her control still seems somehow more powerful than it did this morning, like an echo of the effortless strength she just unleashed to cut through the demons.

"That was incredible! I'll admit, I'll be missing that kind of strength, but it sure gives me something to aim for. And I don't think it's all gone, either - look!"

Camellia swings her rapier, and her attack whistles through the air, far faster than she could manage before.

"Beautiful." She whisks all her paper into a neat pile and sits on it. "I should take actual swordfighting lessons if I'm going to be doing this much of it!"

"I'm afraid I can't help you there, since I was never terribly good at them, but I can't imagine there will be any shortage of paladins willing to offer you training. Iomedae is famous for her own longsword, so lots of them take after her."

He glows a bit and removes some of the brands dotting his arm, then tries again to get most of the rest.

"Soot says they can give me a lot more spells now, so I can heal even more people. Thank you very much, miss Kybele!"

"You're welcome. Soot gives you your spells?"

"Well they're originally from my grandmother, but she sent Soot to give them to me because she lives very far away."

"I'm not sure I follow."

"Grandmother gives me magic every day, just like she did for my father, and his father before him, and I'm not sure about before that but maybe to one of his parents too. But I live all the way down here on Golarion, and it's hard for her to reach here from there, so she asked one of her crows to join me since she has an easy time reaching them anywhere. So she gives him the power, and then he gives me as much of it as I can hold so I can help people with it."

"Oh, this isn't your literal grandmother?"

"I'm not really sure what you mean - I've never had any other grandmother, not that I can remember."

"I had two grandmothers. One was my mother's mother and one was my father's mother. Is it different here?"

"Oh, that's what you mean. No, she was my father's grandmother too, not his mother, and I think that was always true. My father must have had a mother too, I just never met her and I can't ask him since he died when I was young. I think my mother might still be in Kyonin, so maybe she has parents and I have a grandmother like yours too?"

"So the grandmother who gives you spells is a more distant ancestor who gives you spells - how?"

"You know, I'm not really sure. I've never asked before."

Ember turns to Soot, and talks with her for a bit. She then answers Kybele.

"Soot says they aren't allowed to tell mortals how to make witches, since Grandmother had to sign a treaty about it, but that usually you have to be pretty powerful in order to give some of it out like that."

"Pardon my curiosity, but would your grandmother happened to be named Andoletta?"