Demona is in the middle of trying to formulate a snappy reply to that when...wait... is that sound getting louder?

Yes. Yes, it is.

Rapidly.

"WHAT?!" Demona cries as that beast barrels into the room and throws itself in her path. It could almost be a gargoyle. It isn't. But she doesn't know what it could be instead. Some kind of demon?

"What are you?" She demands, even as she's backing up a few paces.