"So, we'd split up into a couple groups, with Irabeth's group holding off the demons while my party went to try to fix the Wardstone. —I forgot to mention earlier, besides the six of us and Ragathiel, that's Seelah's horse, we also had Finnean with us — Finnean used to be an adventurer but he got cursed to be stuck as a weapon." (She visibly finds something about this uncomfortable.)
"Anyways, we got to the room with the Wardstone — with most of the Wardstone, it was kind of sideways" (hand gesture) "and the tip of it was in another room, but we hadn't been able to get anywhere with just the tip. We didn't see anyone else there, which was really surprising" (wait, is that the sort of thing he wanted her to leave out?). "So we were on guard for an ambush, but when we tried walking into the room to touch it, that just... worked fine, no one stopped us."
"When I touched the Wardstone, I had a vision of what exactly the problem with the Wardstone was, that they were going to use to blow up all of them. The exact details are secret, sorry." She has no desire to help Mendev keep it secret that the Wardstones are full of miserable indentured angels, but she really doesn't want demons to hear about it and decide that actually it would be a great idea to capture another Wardstone and start torturing the angels inside. "And I could see a few different ways to fix the problem, and I sort of... reached for one? It's sort of hard to describe, it was a little more like channeling than like casting a spell but it wasn't very much like either."
She pauses for a second.
"So then, when the vision went away, two things happened, sort of at the same time. The one I think was technically first was, there was a big rush of magical energy from the Wardstone, and some of it went outwards and took off the roof, but some of it went... inwards?... to me. And then — it's sort of hard to describe, none of these are exactly perfect — you could say it felt a little like I was... a cup, or something, that someone had just poured an entire lake into, and the lake spilled over the edges and into everyone else I was with. Or you could say it felt a little like I was under a Bull's Strength and a Bear's Endurance and a Cat's Grace all at once, and a Haste besides, but honestly that's kind of understating it. Or you could say it felt like a sharper version of the feeling of being picked as a cleric, if you somehow took away the part where you feel your god reaching out to you, and you know them and they know you. Or you could say that part did feel like channeling, but the thing I was channeling was magical power, and also I wasn't doing it on purpose, it was sort of just happening to me.
The other thing that happened was that Minagho and a bunch of demons showed up. Not like they ran into the room, or teleported in, like they were there, they'd been in front of us the whole time, more like they'd been invisible and un-hearable and hadn't been taking up any space. Which normally would've been pretty scary, but — I could feel in my soul that we were stronger than her, at that moment. And she started complaining about how Iomedae had pulled some sort of trick to let us get in without her noticing, but she was going to kill us all anyways. And she and her demons attacked us, but they could hardly touch us, and we were tearing through most of them in a single hit." Wince. "And we almost got Minagho, too, but then Staunton Vhane ran in to be like 'surprise, I've decided to betray you for the demons because I'm mad that people don't like me,' and he bought her a moment to teleport the two of them away.
And then the power mostly faded, but a little bit of it stuck around, and since then all of us have been able to do something a little weird, maybe except for Finnean, it's hard to tell. For most of us it just let us cast way more spells, but a couple people wound up with weirder things. And then on top of that, I could sort of feel the ability to... shape it, a little, but I don't know exactly how to describe it, except that it feels the same way the butterflies feel. ...Also, for some reason, a little bit of it went to Camellia and Count Arendae, who weren't even there," (and who kind of suck as people) "and when I met Songbird Sosiel the next day, a little bit of it sort of... hopped?... to him too, except not in a way that meant I had less."