"You-Know-Who?" Milo asked, his voice full of scorn. "The me in the mirror could have vaporized You-Know-Who with a Silent Stilled Heightened Maximized Empowered Intensified Twinned Explosive Quickened Cantrip just by willing it to be so."
Leena shudders at the noise above and then shakes her head. Nothing she can do for Muesello right now. Right now the cultists are the priority. Reaching into her backpack she pulls out her lantern, casts Light on it and starts looking for an oil flask and flint & steel. She hands the lantern and hands it to the nearest human as she finds an oil flask and flint & steel.