Not much. Enough that I could take down most of it. Seems like magic is a bit of a surprise to them which made killing them nice and easy for once.

And no. No illusions. I was hoping we'd stick with the "kill as many as possible with fire, ice, and lightning and enjoy the shocked look on the faces" thing that I'd started. As I just said, it's working out wonderfully. For me.

[She takes the potions from Dorian, brows furrowed as if she's not exactly quite sure... Oh, she'd asked for these. In some sort of mana depleted manic state. Right. She's tempted to take the health potion now to do something about the cut on her forehead and the scrapes on her knees but for once she manages to resist her impulses. The potion goes into the pocket of her oversized coat for later. There might be someone who needs it more than she does. Or maybe it's part of the weird self-flagellation she gets into sometimes. Who knows. She didn't ask for a therapist.]]