"Congratulations! You made it aaaallllll the way here. This is it, your precious Wardstone. But what are you planning to do now, hm? I could kill you where you stand... but you'd like dying in battle, like heroes, wouldn't you?"

No??? Lusilla doesn't want to die at all? Obviously? And she can't imagine anyone else present does either.

"No. I want you to die in despair, scrabbling around like rats in the blighted ruins of your city--blind and broken, your flesh scabbed and seeping, and every moment knowing precisely what was done to you!" 

So much for the "all sweetness and light" facade.

"There isn't a soul that can resist the temptations of the Abyss. Even a stone can be turned. I'm not joking--your precious Wardstone, weakened from the injury inflicted by Deskari, has almost succumbed to my charms. Soon the whole barrier around the Worldwound, the gift of your useless goddess, will be a weapon of the Abyss. Just a little more, and...boom!" She cackles. "Every city with one of these eyesores stuck in the middle of it, from Kenabres to Nerosyan, will turn into smoking craters, and all the mortals into red sludge beneath our hooves!" 

Eyesore? The Warstone is right there; they can all see how beautiful it is. This lady is reeeeaaaally bad at keeping her facts straight. 

"So you have a choice...especially you, my pet!" She blows a kiss to Staunton. "Kiss me on my dainty hoof, pledge your loyalty to Baphomet, and when the world falls--its ruins shall be yours!" 

"--Okay, so, just a quick check-in, nobody here is stupid enough to buy that offer, right? Like, at most what she's really offering is not dying immediately. There's no way any of us are valuable enough for a serious we-can-rule-together offer." 

Lusilla may not know from demons, but she knows from tropes. 

Just Because It's True Doesn't Mean You Should Say It. 

Minagho glares at Lusilla, unimpeded by her lack of actual eyes to glare with. 

"Don't sell yourself short, kiddo. Tell me, do your friends know how special you are?" 

Wait, how does she know--

Not the immediate issue. 

When she asked Anevia how fucked they were the first time Minagho was toying with them, Anevia said "very." 

They prooooobably can't fight her, not and, like, accomplish anything. 

So.

"Yes," she says, turning into her other shape, and before Minagho can react, Lusilla reaches out, grabs her around the waist, and flings her bodily over the edge of the balcony. 

She doesn't wait to see if Minagho teleports away from the landing of that fall, or whether she immediately teleports back to her original position. Instead, she charges in the opposite of the direction she threw Minagho, towards a window with crumbling stone all around it. 

Her gamble pays off; the wall in that spot was sufficiently damaged that she manages to burst through it. 

"Climb on!" she yells 

Irabeth catches her meaning immediately. She isn't, actually, sure that this is a good idea, but she doesn't actually have a better one. So she raises her sword to gesture the Eagle Watch and assorted deputized adventurers forwards, and charges out of the building and onto the fleshy form of the adventurer outside. 

It's a tight fit. Lusilla's surface area is not, actually, sufficient to hold everyone comfortably. Theoretically it isn't sufficient to hold everyone at all. The only reason nobody falls off is that she is actively preventing it, her five arms curling and grabbing to rebalance whoever is currently in the process of falling off. 

Also, a significant chunk of her surface area is composed of, you know, eyes. This is distinctly painful--it is not even slightly practical to avoid stepping on them--but no damage is done that her fast healing can't take care of, so, you know, she can deal. 

This many people is also distinctly above her carrying capacity in terms of, like, weight, but even if she can't properly fly while this badly overburdened, she can float down to the ground slowly enough that nobody takes fall damage, so that's good. 

"Minagho won't be that badly off-balance for long, but I'm the one who pissed her off. Tell me where to show up if I manage to lose her, and then run." 

Anevia gives her a landmark close enough to the Defender's Heart that it won't be too inconvenient for Anevia to hang out there waiting for Lusilla, but not so close that, if this has, somehow been a long con aimed at finding the Eagle Watch's current hideout, it will have worked. Assuming Lusilla shows up by herself and not with an army of demons, Anevia will lead her to the Defender's Heart from there. She thinks it's a fairly safe assumption at this point, but better safe than sorry. 

And then they run. 

Lusilla waits at the bottom of the wall, letting her fast healing fix her eyes (ow), until Minagho appears at the opening in the wall that Lusilla left behind. 

"You! You little bitch, I'm going to--"

Readied action: dimension door. 

Lusilla could probably lose Minagho fairly immediately, just by bopping far enough away that Minagho can't figure out where she went. But then Minagho would be free to hunt down her friends. She's going to have to play keep-away for long enough that at the very least Minagho would have to work to find them. 

So she reappears a ways down the street from the Grey Garrison, but still close enough that Minagho should be able to see her from her vantage point. 

Rrrrrr. The little brat is mocking her. Minagho can't shirk her duty to guard the Wardstone without risking incurring Lord Baphomet's wrath...still, if she were to just pop out for the briefest moment to indulge in some light revenge...maybe...

...No. Minagho is, in fact, too scared of Baphomet to do that. 

Huh? Minagho isn't chasing her?

...Weird. 

Lusilla stays where she is until she's sure the others are farther out of line of sight than she is, then bops around the city for a little while. Partly to figure out exactly where Anevia's landmark is, and partly so that if someone has a way of tracking her magically they'll have a more complicated path to follow. 

Even with Lusilla's attempts to foil Trace Teleport, Anevia still finds her already there when she shows up where she told her to be. 

"Sorry about this. I didn't want to say our location out loud that close to the demons." 

"No, that makes perfect sense," Lusilla says, shrinking into human form. "Do you know how Minagho knew about me? --Or was she just taking a shot in the dark that happened to hit." 

"Lillitu have True Seeing. She could probably see your other form just fine." 

"Really? How does that work? It wasn't...there. I mean," she waves an arm around. "I'm really shaped like this, right now, it's not just some illusion. What would she have seen if I'd been in a little alcove that my other shape couldn't fit in?" 

Shrug. "You'd have to ask a wizard."