The first thing Kybele will notice when she wakes up is almost certainly the enormous pain in her chest. It's not that there's a shortage of things to notice, in the middle of a busy market square mid festival, but that's the kind of thing that really tends to grab the attention. Wherever she fell asleep, she certainly isn't there now.
It's significantly more difficult to damage than either the Dretch or Abrikandilu - about twice as much, though it's not easy to be precise. Any paper that makes contact also seems to start getting eaten away at by acid.
"Try and stick to the humans or lesser demons. Babaus are basically impossible to injure if you aren't using cold iron and aren't a paladin or a veteran adventurer."
"Gotcha." She'll focus her fire paper on the little demons. Just the demons. She doesn't feel quite right about killing the humans.
If anyone considers this noteworthy, they don't say anything, but it probably makes strategic sense anyway; arrows mostly don't injure the Dretch or Abrikandilu unless they're cold iron, whereas her attacks at least reliably manage to harrass and injure them at a range, or kill them outright if she focuses her efforts. There are plenty of others with no such compunction - like Camellia, although her weapon does seem to go straight through any demon she tries it on.
Wow it turns out that glorious battle is not actually fun at all. She'll have to dress it up for the stories a little. Slash slash slash.
In short order, they'll have cleared out the entryway and fought their way to the stairs, at which point the combat dies down for lack of enemies and Irabeth will call everyone over to do a channel of her own. Only two people seem to have died, but a few other people do have some injuries the channel didn't fully fix. The resistance on the second floor seems even less concentrated, but then somebody tries to shoot Kybele with some glowing projectiles.
She is not sure how her armor will hold up to that, so she tries not to find out.
No such luck! Magic missiles categorically don't miss and go straight through most armor. The first one hits like she just got punched by Irabeth without armor, and while the second is a comparative lovetap it's still not pleasant.
That will prevent him from casting another, especially since the paper in his spellbook has no objection to joining in the effort to kill him! Neither of the other wizards next to him has an especially better time of it.
Oh, were those books important? Sorry, they are part of Gazette's arsenal now. Muahaha.
With Kybele taking down the wizards so quickly, the second floor was notably less dangerous than the first; two more of their people perish, but one of them was already injured and fewer of the living have comparable wounds. Another channel from Irabeth fixes up pretty much everyone besides Kybele entirely, and Seelah can heal her the rest of the way with a lay on hands.
"I really like the magic healing around here, it's better than the kind at home."
“It really is convenient, isn’t it - one of the biggest advantages we have over the bad guys. Paladins mostly aren’t as good at it as clerics, but my ‘Beth is strong enough to make up for it anyway. It’s almost enough to make me consider following Iomedae.”
It's on the third floor that everything goes wrong. Most of the enemies are just more of the ones they've encountered so far, but the last one is enough to give everyone pause. The demon appears at first glance to be an attractive woman, with the horns, tail, and hooves somehow not doing anything to take away from that, but then it becomes disturbingly clear that she has no eyes. She's also completely terrifying.
"Oh, if it isn't Staunton dearest. Darling, did you come to deliver me another city from the crusaders?"
"Minagho! This time you won't get away!"
There's no mistaking the sheer rage and hatred in the dwarf's voice. He really wants to kill her, whoever this is.
Anevia frantically gets Kybele's attention. "If you are hiding any tricks, now would be a really good time to whip them out! First Deskari, now an abyss-damned Lilitu of all things... damnit, this shouldn't be happening."
It's hard to focus, through the thick and cloying sense of hatred and fear around her, but inside her she feels a core of light. At first, it's somewhat dim, but the moment she calls upon it it ignites, blasting away the miasma like it's not even there. Golden wings lift Kybele up into an air while a halo manifests above her head and her entire body glows like the sun. Her chest hurts, a bone-deep pain, but the sensation is somehow almost unnoticeable next to the torrent of power flowing through her, just waiting for Kybele to direct it-
A beam of blinding light comes down from the sky, smashing through the roof like it wasn't even there and slamming straight into Minagho. It lingers for several heartbeats, then vanishes. The demon lies facedown on the floor where she stood, her clothing burnt and her skin scorched and smoking. Around her the floor is cracked and blackened from the impact, though it stops short of driving her body down to the next floor.
As the bolt fades, so too does the energy animating Kybele's body, taking with it the wings and halo. The feeling of immense power is replaced by complete exhaustion, and there's nothing to drown out the feeling of agony coming from her chest. It's almost as bad as when she first woke up in Kenabres.
Everyone, demon and mortal alike, is struck speechless.
Oh that feels bad. She takes a couple of steps back, coccooning herself in paper to compensate for the lack of dodging ability she is presently experiencing.
For a moment, nothing changes, but then the Lilitu's arm starts to twitch.