"How do you get trapped in a mirror," Beau wonders rhetorically, squinting up at the flashing reflections and various magic tossed back and forth. It looks more like a shiny silver shield from her, but what does she know, that's a dragon with a shield openly fighting in the sky, exchanging spells with what's presumably Lilith.

"So not only didn't he steal the thing... but he got caught trying and, if anything, he got stolen by it?" It's impressive...ly bad. "Wonder what else he didn't mention."