Lusilla giggles, still high on how beautiful Elysium was. 

"I had another vision," she says dreamily. "Oh, pity Lann's not here, he was both times before..."

"Another vision?" Ilkes asks. 

"Both times before? Wait, when was the second time?" Seelah asks. 

Lusilla shakes her head, clearing some of the butterflies out, but still smiling. "Right. Sorry, we didn't go over everything that happened while we were out on the Tower of Estrod errand in detail. Uh, starting from the top for their sake," she gestures to the Desnans, "while Seelah and Camellia and I were underground, we met Lann, whose people live there, and there was an angel who'd died, and left behind his sword, and Lann wanted to find it to help persuade his chief to allow a risky rescue mission for some kids. Well, I found it, and it sort of bonded to me and gave me a vision of Lariel, the angel in question. And then, later on, the bit Seelah missed, the Storyteller said I might find something that could help with the Wardstone, near where Terendelev had died. And I found this knife," she shows the purple crystal dagger, "and also a fragment of an Aeon that had showed up to try to shoo Deskari back to the Abyss and got murdered instead for its trouble. And the vision there was different than the Lariel vision--with Lariel, I saw his dying moments. With the Aeon, I was--immersed in its senses--which happened to include being able to look back through time at Deskari murdering it. But the vision this time didn't involve any dead Outsiders at all! Only alive ones--it was like I was in Elysium for a bit, and I talked to some Azatas. It was wonderful."

The three adepts' eyes grow wider throughout this recitation. 

"Wow," says Ilkes, in a hushed, yet excited voice. "It's a sign! A sign from Desna, that she's turned her gaze on you!"

"And no wonder," Aranka breathes. "Saving us from Hulrun, and finding an angel's sword--people are going to write stories about you." 

Lusilla squirms a little bit. "I mean--I didn't do any of that alone--and--obviously people are going to write stories about what's happening right now! I should hope that they're about the heroes who saved the city, instead of how the demons pushed the Worldwound a little wider!"

"We might be getting ahead of ourselves," Thall adds. "There are many powerful entities in Elysium besides Desna. But still, whoever it was...I'm really glad I met you. And not just because I'd be dead or in a cell wishing I were dead, if it wasn't for you."

"Well--I'm really happy to have met you guys too. But if any of you write a story, don't you dare make it out like--like I'm the only one who mattered."

"We won't," Aranka promises. 

"I'm--sorry Aranka reacted that way when you mentioned being a paladin," Lusilla murmurs to Seelah once they're outside. "It's just--"

"Just Prelate Hulrun." Sigh. "I've been in this town longer than you, I'd heard rumors...I didn't believe half of them. It's hard to, when Iomedae was still empowering him." 

Lusilla catches Daeran about to say something, raises an eyebrow at him, and lifts one leg as though to kick him in the ankle. 

FINE but he is going to SIGH DRAMATICALLY ABOUT IT. 

She will not kick him for sighing dramatically!

They turn a corner just in time to see a horrible winged demon of some kind teleport away from a group of crusaders, all but one of which have fallen to the ground. 

Oh no! Lusilla starts forward--

Daeran grabs her arm. "Careful. That was a nabasu." 

"--Okay I recognize that anything that could fuck up Prelate Hulrun at full strength is going to be nasty, but it already left?"

He gestures to the downed men. "Yes, but unless all of its victims are merely unconscious and not dead--aha," he says, as the first one staggers to its feet. "Ghouls." 

The ghoul attempts to bite its singular still-living erstwhile comrade as the other dead haul themselves off the ground. 

"Oh." Having that happen while she was trying to check for a pulse could've been bad, yeah. "Thanks. But now we should go beat them up and rescue that guy, I think." 

Exaggerated sigh. "If we must." 

His heart doesn't really seem to be in the protest, though. 

Lusilla is the fastest and Daeran is the one who is most effective at clearing out several undead at the same time, so she turns into a starfish, picks him up, and ZOOMS over. 

You know what, Daeran isn't going to pretend that getting picked up and ZOOMED by a flying starfish isn't fun. 

Channel Positive Energy (harm undead).

GRAR, HISS. The ghouls are NOT IN FAVOR OF THIS. 

However, unless the flying thing comes low enough that they can in fact attack it and/or its passenger, they're going to go back to attempting to devour this guy. 

Okay but consider: Lusilla may be the fastest, but the rest of them aren't that far away. 

HISS, GRAR