Demon Come, Demon Go

Her eyes remained neutral, but the sudden spike in hostility about Elyss proved enough to solidify the redhead’s annoyance when that sudden push of energy kept her from doing what she had wanted. It didn’t last long though, Elyss huffing and giving up with trying to help the injured woman. Annoyed, she’d go back to sitting on the ground grumbling something about demons. The hospital probably has a way to handle curses, but Kuanastha is right. Making it there before the woman loses her life is unlikely. Using any form of advanced movement abilities might straight up kill the woman too. Finding herself unable to do anything is just making her more annoyed with the situation by the second. However, she doesn’t show it and only her finger tapping her knee indicates her mood.

“Well, while you’re doing whatever, tell me how you know my name and where I’m not supposed to be.”

She didn’t bother with getting answers at first because saving the woman took priority over her own curiosity, but now that they’re stuck here until the spell is lifted, the time might as well be spent getting information. Kuanastha will find that the spell is one tied to the woman’s soul. It doesn’t seem like a complete subjugation but more like a spell that had put the woman’s mental facilities to sleep. That would explain why the woman moved so sluggishly and like a puppet, forcing the demon to manually control the woman’s body like a puppet. It doesn’t seem too complicated but far to complex for a demon of that level. The longer it persists though, the longer it wears on the woman’s soul, weakening her body until she’s nothing but an empty husk.