"We fought them in Portland, at the ritual to break the Severing." Lambert looks at Rita, uneasily. Of this group, she's the only other one who was there, but the prospect of recreating that entire scenario ... the one the form the Scribe is wearing now ... is a little daunting. Also, that entire thing was for another purpose entirely.

"... What if we put together bits and pieces of other victories?" He pauses, pressing a hand to the bridge of his nose, as he tries to think. "Syrlya stabbed the Prince with the Blue Rose. I called on the Earth Spirit to interrupt the ritual. The Ringmaster defeated the Morningstar in hell... being Guardians of Creation?"

His voice sounds more doubtful as he goes on. Lambert doesn't know what crossover fanfiction is, but putting those all together sounds about as plausible.