"What do you imagine doing with them instead?" 

...Lusilla pauses, sitting back on her heels to think about it. 

Rivertree would probably just quietly kill someone who came into town and started making trouble with demonic magics. There's a reason Mama fled into the woods when she had a weird baby that was plausibly connected to whatever happened to Hilltop. 

Lusilla obviously disagrees with taking the principle as far as killing weird babies, but these people are adults who made their choices and are unlikely to be talked out of them in the next five minutes, and she... doesn't really have the resources to hold them for longer. 

Theoretically this could all be a hilarious misunderstanding, except that these people are, in fact, wearing Baphomet's unholy symbol. And if she let them wake up and gave them a chance to explain themselves, what then? They have an obvious incentive to lie. 

Aaaaaaaalso if she does have to kill them, doing it while they're awake seems...harder. 

She grimaces, delivers a coup de grace to the one she's currently positioned towards, looks at the corpse, and staggers over to the side of the room to throw up. 

...Seelah follows her over. 

"Are you okay?" 

Lusilla wipes traces of vomit off her mouth. "First time I ever killed anyone." 

"Ah." Sympathetic shoulder-pat. "Yeah, that'll mess with you. But he was going to hurt a lot more people." 

"Yeah." 

She stands up, straightens her shoulders, and walks over to the other guy. Grimacing, she kneels down and twists his head, too, with a upsettingly audible crack. 

It is easier the second time. That is probably practically useful, but it is also seriously philosophically disquieting. 

Okay. NOW to not waste resources. 

"...Do we have time for this?" 

"I need a little time to finish healing from that crossbow wound. I heal fast, but not instantly." 

"Alright," Lann says reluctantly. 

Lusilla works quickly, and stops removing and stacking items from the bodies before they are quite stripped bare, when her wounds finish mending. 

She looks at the pile of rubble stretching across the room, blocking off the portion they're in from the farther portion. 

"I think I'm going to have to fly us over that," she concludes. 

Well, this is going to be interesting. 

Lusilla changes again, and picks up Lann and Seelah each with one of her arms before taking off. 

He was right, this is weird. Not really bad, though, and undeniably useful. 

Unfortunately, there are cultists on the other side of the pile of rubble. Also unfortunately, they absolutely heard the sounds of violence from the front of the room. Fortunately, they don't seem to have anticipated a giant flying starfish to come soaring over the barrier. The good guys get a surprise round! 

Lusilla needs the surprise round to set Lann and Seelah down, and Seelah can't do a whole lot until she's been set down, but Lann can shoot arrows from anywhere. 

Lusilla does not manage to keep Seelah from getting damaged at all, in this fight, which on the one hand is less than ideal because Lusilla has fast healing and Seelah doesn't, but on the other hand Seelah is also there to be a melee person and if Lusilla just handled all the melee then Seelah would probably feel like it had been a waste for her to come along. 

Once this group of cultists have been dispatched and their little group can look around the room with more than incidental amounts of attention, this side of the room turns out to have a fountain of blood built into the wall opposite the door they came in through. 

"Wow. This doesn't just look like blood, it smells like blood. So either they bothered to enchant something to keep the blood from clotting and turning nasty," she reconsiders that phrasing, "even nastier than just the idea of a blood fountain is by itself I mean, or they have a really good illusion. I think. I guess human illusion spells could work on smell by default. But a lot of fairy ones don't, at least the ones used by the fairies I've dealt with, so I don't think so." 

"Baphomet cultists are fucked up." 

"I guess that's not surprising. And at least these resources were only wasted, instead of actively used to hurt people, except whoever the blood came from probably." Sigh. 

More importantly: "The trail goes that way," Lusilla says firmly, pointing. 

The way Lusilla points leads through a short hallway and into a wide room with a couple of short, ugly demons, and some kind of circle that would be deeply concerning even if it didn't appear to have been painted in blood. 

The demons are harder to kill than the cultists were--the blows Lusilla lands don't seem to do as much damage as they ought--but they do go down. 

"I'd say this seems like a good reason for a creepy blood fountain if it weren't for the obvious evidence that they didn't use the blood fountain," Lusilla says disapprovingly of the two corpses s(p)layed out by the blood circle. 

Seelah grimaces. "I don't think doing more evil things makes a creepy blood fountain okay." 

"Oh, for sure, just--these deaths are stupid as well as evil." 

The trail goes around the blood circle, fortunately, and towards a door in the adjacent wall to the one they came in through. 

...That...stays closed when she tries to open it...

"Rrgh," Lusilla says eloquently. 

"Let me have a look," Seelah says, coming forward to examine the door. 

"I think it's closed by magic. I mean, it's definitely for sure magic, and I think that's what's holding it shut." 

"Well, there are a couple of key holes... they could be magic keys." 

"Prooooobably. Unfortunately I have no idea how to pick locks to check."